Walking into the Garden He asked them to sit.
To sit, to wait, to watch over him.
He walked on, alone, to pray.
“Abba, not what I will, but what you will”.
He knew what was coming,
And knew that it was right for all.
But they knew nothing,
And fell asleep, could not watch over Him.
But were fully awake
As the kiss from the traitor
Betrayed who He was,
And He was taken from them.