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It was cool and damp on the ground in the garden
My beard was unkempt and covered with the salt of my tears
My hair was wet from perspiration
And my clothes damp with the stench of anguish
Who would sit and pray with me?
Who dare stay awake with the Savior? 
I am a loving man and King and I will not beg anyone to sit with me 
On the coldest day for my heart of suffering
And then the heavens opened up and there she was
My Heavenly Father sent unto me another
An angelic being with the presence of love and healing
A magical balm upon my heart of pain
Her name was Uriel and she was my constant companion in the heavens
A dear friend from so far away
She sat with me and prayed with me in the garden
Giving me comfort to this very day
Friends forever sent to escort me to the cross of pain
Sent to escort me to the highest calling of my life upon this earth
To defeat death and to have my dear angelic friend alongside me
A comfort for me everlasting
A friend from the heavens
Alone in the garden
With my dear friend

Written by Gwendolen Rix
10-23-14

Luke 22:43-44
43 Then an angel appeared to Him from heaven, strengthening Him. 44 And being in agony, He prayed more earnestly. Then His sweat became like great drops of blood falling down to the ground.

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