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The Darkest Night 2
As the end drew near
Even He, The Great Martyr
Was instilled with fear
Despite all deity and his Father’s majesty
He remained as you and me
Even though apparently
As the end drew near
Even He, the Great Martyr
Was instilled with fear
I can only imagine when He looked around,
And not 1 of the 12 could be found
To see them all asleep he must of felt spell bound
And then He said something like
For 1 hour Could you not stay and pray
with me on this night
For the hour cometh and the time is at hand
With a kiss, Judas will betray the Son of Man
My soul has grown faint and weary
Father, if you could possibly,
take this cup from me
Yet as You will, not as I
As the end drew near even He the Great Martyr
Was instilled with fear
ps I will edit these later. I am more concerned right now with the message in this 3 part poetical story being heard
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