Bishop John Selby Spong
Happy to take the road to truth
No matter where truth took him
Sorry to leave the text he loved
Faithful to his mission
To preach a simple Gospel
Unadorned by centuries
A tale stripped down
As first heard back in Galilee
Before we added and subtracted
Projected and reconstituted.
To naked truth it does not matter
What fine clothes are now in fashion.
Though sadly passed at ninety years
His words and voice ring on and on
A beacon and a light
To those who would believe
In a God who is believable
To a Spirit running free
In the heart of every man
Beyond a special clique or party.
He preached a Gospel where the Temple
Was the hut or house
The hovel or the palace
Called home for every family.
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