O Key of David,
true Pastor of all God’s people, you open doors that no-one can close,and close doors that no-one can open:
Come now to set the prisoners free, all those who live in darkness and despair.
Lord draw near.
Draw near and save.
O Key of David,
Maundy Thursday always begins at the table and never stays there Last year I remember Pastor Emillie gave us a poem by a favorite poet of h...
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