Watch the hour

It had to be a night like this!
A still night
Where no creature lurked
Where the world stood still
Sensing the atmosphere and the stratosphere
Standing in awe and anxiety!
Held it’s breathe as he knelt and prayed!
“Father, let this cup pass from me!”

Like Atlas! The entire world hung on his flesh
Tarrying about his body is the gloom, murk and puss of our sins.
The waste and boiling matter of our infirmities
He knelt and prayed;
“Father! Let this cup pass…”

Coming to grips with will;
Even the Son of God shook.
“It’s too much! Find another LAMB!!”

Doubts and testing’s fill the air with its stench
Blocking the passage of trueness and purpose

It must be a night like this!
Blood filled tears, dropping in the solemn surrender;
No more can he bare the scar of death
Mankind has held as destiny

On high, a misty murky sky gave sight
To the one on the throne, silently listening to his seed speak

“Father, don’t you hear me! Let this cup pass…
My will be done, not yours BUT MINE!

It must be a night like this
Where only kisses are blown to fallen ears
Where cocks crow in the dark night
Where men no longer watch the hour

It must be a night like this
That the moon shone on the cross roads to life and death
Where the sky could’ve swallowed the earth
Where men could no longer stay to pray

It must be a night like this
It must be a night like this
Where flesh grew strong and lives were saved with blood and words
“It is Finished!!”