Where would you be as he prayed

Alone in Gethesmane

Would you have slept when he asked,

"Won’t someone pray with me?"

Where would you be when he was betrayed?

Would you by his side have stayed?

Or would you like Peter

In terror have strayed?

What would you have done about

The thorns he bore with grace?

Would you have looked with pity

On that calm and peaceful face?

Could you have stood the agony

To see him bear his load?

To see him fall beneath the cross

On that long and rocky road?

What, my friend, would you have said

When spikes pierced hands and feet?

Would you have mocked as he suffered there

And his heart in anguish beat?

What would you think if on you he glanced

As gathered on him the death dew?

How would you act when he said, "Forgive

They don’t know what they do."

-Rose

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