Holy Week

Lord Jesus Christ,
As You plead with the Father
in agony,
we sleep for sorrow
not far off.

We are Your betrayer,
with one simple kiss we let You down.

Open our ears to hear Your prayer.
This is the hour–the hour
of struggle, temptation–of fear
and denial.

You prepare Yourself for the hour
of darkness as we sleep,
as we withdraw our feeble attempts
at discipleship.

The Christ, the Son of God
does not even claim His throne
to the last breath.
Yet only He is worthy.
Only He is worthy.
Only He is King.
Only He.

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