Anamnesis

Remember, remember,
Come home, my scattered children!
Here’s bread to break
     and wine to drink.
Sit down and eat,
and I will wash your feet.

Remember, remember —
Sit still, my noisy children!
I'll speak the prayer
     and sing the song
that tells of glory.
Listen to the story.

Remember, remember?
Look at my hands, my children,
Look at my side:
I am your friend
     no longer dead
but known in broken bread.

— Tobias Stanislas Haller, BSG, 1994

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