Broken, lost and agonizing

          In that garden the saviour cried

          Twas tears of blood he sweat

          The lonely night before he died

          Yet though the cup was overflowing

          Though he longed to pass it on

          He knew the cup must be drunk

          Night must pass before the dawn

          So in that agony he accepted

          What no mortal ever could

          He yielded to his fathers will

          Just because he knew he should

          Not sparing a moments thought

          Or thinking of the pain

          Intent on carrying out a plan

          That to all the world was gain!!

~ Judy Doyle ~

[ by: Judy Doyle, Copyright © 2008 -- submitted by: Judy Doyle ]


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