I often go to Gethsemane
To watch with You awhile
And I try to bring some comfort,
That is soothing for Your soul...
The horror of what You’ll go through
Sends shivers down my spine-
So I retreat to the land of reality,
In my own space and time…
For the terror is so real to me,
The anguish, pain and dread
Of betrayal and crucifixion
With thorns rammed on Your head...
To think You knew it all along
From words of prophecy-
The wonder of Your saving love
Is the greatest miracle to me…
Each time I’m in that garden,
I’m too afraid to stay-
No wonder God sent an angel,
To strengthen You that day.
© Glenys Robyn Hicks
‘Then an angel appeared to Him from Heaven strengthening Him’ Luke 22:43
This is beautiful, Glenys. I agree.
ReplyDeleteThank you, Janine. Happy Easter!
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