21 Sep The Father Heard (The Agony in the Garden)
The Father heard the Son’s belabored breath
The dregs of judgment, wrath inside the cup
As God estranged Himself from God to death
And thus, a dark aroma wafted up
In ardent grief within Gethsemane
A shadow crept along the garden gates
The darkness fell upon apostles three
And deeper yonder where the Son awaits
His anguish came before He ever wept
His laughter, even smile, all unknown
His heart of sorrow never feared except
The hour when He knew He left alone
The Father heard the Son exclaim His Name
The Son had prayed, and not an answer came