Light is beginning to sink upon
the night, a redemptive
pain and sadness as
righteousness is swept aside
they tormented Him, our Jesus
shamed Him, scourged
and defiled His kindness, words
designed for our salvation.
Now He lifts His head to
the Father, not yet from the cross, but
on His knees in Gethsemane
awaiting the kiss of Judas.
"Not my will, but Yours," He intones
and rising to His feet prepares
for the journey of our redemption.
He will represent the sins
of our existence and exchange
His life for our salvation.
Richard L. Provencher
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