The ability to see the ridiculous is a blast
It provides you with the ability to laugh
Even when clouds of doubt fill the skies
Or when disturbances might arise
You’ll be favored in God’s eyes
For the Master smiled and laughed in his pain
Even on the way to Gethsemane
Betray me on the morrow
Forsake me with the dawn
Kiss me so they know me
Count the silver coin
Forsake me when the cock crows
Betray me with the dawn
Just remember what I told you
I am my Father’s son