Guest Submission: The Agony

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Poetry by Teresa Baker-Carl

Sinking to His knees in sorrow,
knowing deep inside the horrors of tomorrow,
His sweat pours out like drops of blood,
and on His knees He prays:
Oh Father, take this cup from me, but only as You will,
for I am here as You have sent me,
and I will continue still.
This cup which You have given me
is why I came as Man,
to offer up my life for all
as the Sacrificial Lamb.

Then angels came to comfort him;
to strengthen His resolve;
to serve Him in His tortured mind and soul,
adoring Him in love.

Teresa Baker-Carl
copyright 04/02/2020

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