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Alone in the garden as the disciples slept, did you know that Jesus wept?
Full of sorrow, in deep distress, prepared for the cross, before His arrest.
Betrayed, denied by those He loved; yet, kept His eyes focused on heaven above.
Bearing the sins of all humanity, He walked through the town carrying that tree.
They blasphemed Him … cast lots for His garments while wagging their heads.
With authority! He could have pronounced them dead.
Someone yelled, "If you are King of the Jews, save yourself."
His response became, "Father, Forgive them" instead.
Darkness came, the veil split, Jesus cried, "Into your hands I commit my Spirit."
On that third day-He rose with even greater power. Seen by many, and then ascended to the Father.
On the throne, again they sit side-by-side. The one whose face they had spat.
With keys to hell in one hand, the sting of death in the other, Filled with love, He kept His promise to send another.
Now, every knee shall bow, and every tongue confess "No greater love has ever been shown,
Except by the one who paid the debt."
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