by Eric Anderson

April 5, 2023

Mary took a pound of costly perfume made of pure nard, anointed Jesus’ feet, and wiped them with her hair. The house was filled with the fragrance of the perfume. – John 12:3

To the cheers of the crowd, ride along.
Turn the tables and scatter the coins.
As sweet perfume comforts your feet,
Comfort the woman who comforts you.

[Chorus]

Six days, six days in the city.
Six days to ready your heart.
Six days: does anyone understand
That you must play this part?

In the Temple courts, proclaim truth.
Turn the arguments back on the skeptics.
Raise your sad eyes to the pillars of stone
That you know will come down, and come down too soon.

[Chorus]

Send them out to make plans for the meal.
Wash their feet, whatever they say.
Pray alone as sweat streams from your brow,
Knowing thorns will be your crown.

[Revised Chorus]

Six days, six days to the palace.
Six days, six days to the cross.
Six days, six days to the tomb…
Six days for all to be lost.

Six days to wind up the journey.
Six days of betrayal and strife.
Six days to lay down your power…

Three days… Three days…
Three days to take back your life.
Three days… Three days…
Three days to raise up your life.

© 2023 by Eric Anderson

A song based on the Revised Common Lectionary readings for Holy Week.

Live performance of “Six Days” recorded on April 5, 2023.