'You must be ready,' the Master said, 'Ready for what, Lord, ready for what?' 'Ready to wake up from the dead!' 'You must be ready,' the Master said, 'Ready for what, Lord, ready for what?' 'Ready to follow where I tread!' 'You must be ready,' the Master said, 'Ready for what, Lord, ready for what?' 'Ready to share my broken bread!' 'You must be ready,' the Master said, 'Ready for what, Lord, ready for what?' 'Ready to carry your cross, he said!' 'I am ready, Lord, ready,' I said, 'Ready to wake up from the dead!' 'Ready to follow where I tread!' 'Ready to share my broken bread!' 'Ready to carry your cross, I said!' THEN I FLED! A voice speaks as the guitar plays on: 'Do you really love me, Peter?' and a voice replies: 'You know that I love you!' 'You must be ready,' the Master said, 'Ready for what, Lord, ready for what?' 'Ready to feed my lambs,' he said.