Communion (luke 22: 15-30) (T. mccloud) I've this sinking feeling i'm before Your throne And these songs i have been singing well they're empty in my throat As this plate comes by i realize i'm close to the fire but i'm still cold And what once was juice and crackers now becomes my only hope { This cup is not enough i must be washed in Your sweet blood And stale bread it just won't do tonight Oh and in my unworthy state i kneel before Your loving grace And wish that i could see Your face in mine} I am reeling, realization i'm before Your throne And deserving condemnation You make mine your own Could this be my true communion You and i here face to face If i'm dreaming let me dream, oh let me never ever wake {Chorus}