Closed Out...-Jonathan Rundman
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Closed Out... - Jonathan Rundman

Composed by:Jonathan Neil Rundman

Sunday morning Indiana

At the church where I was a guest

They had hymnals and a steeple

And the letters LCMS

Yeah I guess I saw it coming

You could call me a pessimist

But I walked up to the altar

For to share in the eucharist

And the pastor passed me by

He would not let me take the bread and wine

And my heart froze and tears came to my eyes

Closed out of close communion

People stepped down in the quiet

I was shaking I was out of breath

He said may this body and this blood

Bless you and keep you in the one true faith

So I sat there like a stranger with nothing

It was all I had

Yeah I knew that we were different

But I didn't know it would hurt so bad

And the pastor passed me by

He would not let me take the bread and wine

And my heart froze and tears came to my eyes

Closed out of close communion

Closed out of close communion

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