The Night of Betrayal

It was a dark and ominous night The blackened sky cast a foreboding shadow The air was charged with the expectancy Of impending doom as the eerie moon hung Pensively, waiting for the foretold events to occur. A lone figure stood by the tree Struggling, suffering mental anguish As He thought of what lie ahead. Soon they descended, encircling Him like A mad pack of ravenous wolves. Shackled with heavy chains they dragged Him away He--like a lamb led to the slaughter--silent. But He was pierced through for our transgressions He was crushed for our iniquities, the chastening For our well-being fell upon Him and by His Scourging we are healed. All of us like sheep Have gone astray. Each of us has turned to his Own way. The Lord has caused the iniquity of us all To fall on Him. (Isaiah 53:5-6)