Love Me Like Palm Sunday

Love my Like Palm Sunday

by DG



Oh Baby, Love me like Palm Sunday

When you enter the city gates in triumph,

and the handmaidens of my soul lay out their cloaks before you.

Hossanah! Hallelujah! Praise the King!



Shake the tambourines, clash the cymbals,

preach to me your sermons of love,

read me your Gospel of Desire,

commence a revival in my heart,

cast out the demons of grief and loss,

transform this bitter water to sweet wine.

Redeem me in your saving grace, held tight in your passionate embrace.



Your Judas is gonna betray you with a kiss,

but I only have Oshun's honey on my lips.

Why drag yourself to your own crucifixion,

when I can raise you from the dead.

Let me be like Magdalene and anoint your feet,

to sit enthroned at my side like Solomon arrainged in glory.



Oh Baby, love me like Palm Sunday, I repent my misdeeds.

Take me to Heaven in a fiery chariot, and behold the face of God within you.



Can I get an Amen?

Can I witness your splendor?



Let the Angels sing in celestial choirs,

hymns of praise to you,

reveal to me your Mystery

and make Heaven and Earth one again.



Amen!