Bedtime for Lazarus

I remember wrapping the body

With cloth, as it was tucked

In, swaddled in its tomb

Before I had kissed it goodnight

And it occured to me that I

Had forgotten to prepare the

Spices, but I feared being the

Worker on the Sabbath Day

So I've waited, eating the manna

I've saved a day prior,

And then I had brought with,

Frankincense and Myrrh

And no angel was there to

Roll over the stone, so I flew

In with my wings, and I asked

For Jesus to raise you

But Death held you tight with

The swaddle, so I unwrapped the

Cloth, betraying you with a 

Goodnight kiss that had tucked me

In.