PRAYER OF TENEBRAE

The true meaning of Easter.

Alone was He in dark Gethsemane.
Before the world was made God chose the plan.
Tenebrae...darkness...there on bended knee,
En-capsuled by agape love for man.

Those closest friends on which He once relied,
In fearful steps betrayed him 'neath the cross.
Yet spoke He not a word in bitter pride,
Nor left them to their retched, wanton dross.

Such love, no mortal can perceive nor give.
To think that He would die for those so cruel.
And as I humbly bow because I live,
I pledge my life...allowing Him to rule.

Though life's vicissitudes may take their toll.,
As days turn into years...I love Him more!
His sacrificial death redeemed my soul.
Forever He's the One I will adore!
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CONTEST WINNER
© 2015 Sharon Peeples

Reviews

[Gowan J. Volga]

'Alone was He in dark Gethsemane.' I liked your opener, it was enough to form the rest of your work.

[Miss Sharon]

Thank you for the kind review! ~Sharon

[Tom]

Yes indeed, Easter is not just about chocolate eggs !

A truly uplifting, spiritual poem, defining the true meaning of Easter , wonderfully penned with conviction !

[Miss Sharon]

Thank you so much Tom! What a sacrifice He made for the world. Have a blessed Easter season my friend. ~Sharon