| The Naked Man
The naked man calls, the naked man calls for us to be naked too.
Follow me, says He all the way up the cursed tree.
Take no pillow, no purse water only for your thirst.
Say no byes, bury no dead keep your eyes fixed ahead.
And proclaim the kingdom as you go as if heaven ahead is all you know.
The naked man sends, the naked man sends us out lambs among wolves.
They hated me, says He they too will tear your flesh free.
They'll gamble for your clothes and batter bloody your nose.
They'll mock, spit and flog and kick you like a dog.
But forgive them nonetheless even as they hoist high your nakedness.
The naked man waits, the naked man waits for us arms open wide.
Now go make disciples, says He In my Name You have been set free. .
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