sat at a table with Your friends You did eat
It would be Your last meal; you had an appointment to keep
You gave Your love washed their feet and encouraged them too
They were all so happy to be sitting at the table with You
Their joy turned to sorrow as You said Your end was near
They didn't want to believe You; they wanted You to stay here
You broke the Bread and blessed it and gave to them to eat
Saying this is My Body that is given for you
You poured the wine and gave for them to drink too.
Saying this is My Blood for the forgiveness of you.
Then together with them the Bread and Wine you partook
Then You told them it was time to go for You others did look.
was it like Jesus to sit with all Your friends
Knowing it would be the last time before Your life would end?
I wonder if at that table that night if Your disciples did cry
Did they really believe You were on Your way to die?
They declared their love saying You they would never deny
But their love was tested and when Peter failed he did cry.
was it hard for You to leave those You had walked with each day
You told them Lord it was better for them if You did not stay.
Did they understand; were their hearts broken in two?
As the meal came to an end and the enemy came to take You.
Some day Lord You will come again for Your Bride You do seek
And at Your banqueting table all who believe will have a great feast
For on this night You gave your Body and Blood as a sign to all who would
That through You there is forgiveness of sins if Your love they will receive.
you went to the garden to call on Our Father and to pray
You knew it was near the end and on this earth you could not stay
You took Peter with you along with the two sons of Zebedee
And asked them to watch and pray as Your Father you did seek.
You went and
cried out with great distress, blood dripping from your face
And when you returned You found all three asleep in their place
It was a place where Your friends were needed and yet they fell asleep
Your heart was broken for You were all alone crying out on Your knees
cried out to Him and asked if this cup could pass from you
Then you said if Father nevertheless, Your will I am willing to do.
Three times You went and cried out to see if there was another way
But no answer came from Our Heavenly Father on the very lonely day
came back and your friends you did find asleep once again
And woke them from their slumber as the hour was at hand
I wonder if they knew this would be their last hours with You
For their spirit was willing but in their flesh nothing could they do.
Your final hour you were left to face this task alone
Your friends did not know that soon they would mourn
Just one hour is all you asked them to stay with You and pray
They just did not understand that soon You would be taken away.
if it had been us would we have acted in a different way
Or would our flesh be just as weak as theirs was that day
Lord Jesus strengthen and fill us and help us to always pray
For we too do not know when we will not have another day.
Betrayal of Jesus
pieces of silver is what they paid for Your life
Such a small amount for You, the One willing to die
You called your betrayer, Judas, Your friend
You loved him right through to the very end
He came with those to kill you and kissed You
as a sign
In Your perfect love You called Him, a love so divine
He handed You over to those who would nail You to the cross
Then he tried to give the silver back when he was filled with remorse
An innocent life, Your blood was on his hands
Then he hung himself for the guilt he could not stand
My Lord Jesus he was Your friend, Your follower too
Yet it had been written to You this very thing he would do.
Yet you walked with him every day knowing he would betray you
Lord Jesus Your love far outweighs the love that
is in me
For when I have been betrayed I could only see my enemy
I took all the hurt not giving of Your perfect love
Forgive us Lord for those things send us Your love from above
Change my heart Lord to love like You do
That my heart may be pleasing to You and I would love too.
We thank You Lord for the perfection of Your love
And we give praise to Our King in heaven above.
Walk to the Cross
came to the garden with an army and took you away
Your closest friends began to scatter from fear that day
They bound you as they brought you before the high priest
And as you answered his questions your back did they beat
led You from the high priest to Pontius Pilate to see
He cried out to the Jews "why have you bought Him to me"
This man is innocent and has done nothing that is worthy of death
Is what he told Your accusers who sought to take Your last breath
spoke to You and asked "are You the King of the Jews"?
He did not know The Holy One that He was speaking too.
"My kingdom is not from here" is how you answered that day
Saying everyone who is of the truth would hear Your voice and stay
cried out to the Jews saying one man I shall release to you
They cried out for the thief to be free, oh Lord if they only knew
Soon after a crown of thorns was placed upon Your precious head
As they mocked and scorned You, Pilate washed his hands of your death
Crucify is what the crowd yelled to Pilate that very dark day
They dressed you in purple as they began to lead You on the Your way
A man was told to help you carry the heavy cross up Calvary's hill
crowd gathered and watched as the Lamb they prepared to kill.
hammered the nails into Your wrists and Your feet too
You were silent and said nothing for this is what your came to do
You took the place of many as You shed Your blood that day
That the sins of all the world might be washed and cleansed away.
cried out in the end, "It is Finished" these last words you
But no one understood in that moment was the enemy's defeat
Your family and friends stood by and wept as You died on the cross that
day Their hearts discouraged not remembering all the Words You had spoken
along the way
You took Your last breath all around them the earth began to shake
The veil of the temple was rent in two and their hearts within them
quaked For now they knew the Son of God they did kill on Calvary's hill
that day Their shame they could not hide as they watched them carry
your body away
buried You in a rich man's tomb everyone thought it was the end
The stone was rolled across the entrance to Your grave, the guards they
For fear of all You had said would be true this very day and many would
And to this very day the hearts of many are blinded by this lie, not
able to see You.
friends and family left very sad not knowing what they would do
Their Savior and their friend had died and their hearts mourned for
No one had understood that all that had been prophesied was about to
For though you had died, You would rise again and they would see Your
did they not listen to all the words You had spoken to them every day
That the Son of Man must die for our sins in order that they be washed
Your body was beaten Your blood was shed, for forgiveness and healing
too For each person of the world You died that we may forever live with
came early that morning to the tomb where He had been placed
came to bring ointments for his body, as was the custom those days
wept when they arrived for His body they could not find
were afraid and terrible thoughts starting plaguing their minds
they heard a voice speaking to them this wonderful day
the One that You seek is not here but has risen today
looked in amazement as they saw the stone had been rolled away
listened closely to the angel who spoke as they were told to go their
ran to the others to tell them Jesus was risen from the dead
disciples didn't believe then and ran to the tomb instead
they arrived they saw the only the linens folded where He once lay
too were amazed at what they saw and heard that day.
gathered together speaking about the miracle they had seen
all believed He had risen it was His scars they wanted to see
arrived and stood in the midst as they all stood in awe
Thomas believed when the nail prints He saw
had walked with them for over three years before this day
had told them He would rise again but their faith did not stay
they saw Him nailed to the cross and life taken from Him
believed it was over and they would never see Him again.
they stood in the room and His face they did see
flooded their hearts, as they finally all believed
had come to save their souls and to die was His command
obedience He went to the cross and stretched out His hands
they stood with Jesus risen and given authority
he stood with them and promised them eternity
and spread the Good News tell people of Me
they too might live and spend their lives in eternity
go to My Father now but the comforter will come
will fill you with power from heaven above
knew now that all He had said was true
that through Him there was nothing they could not do.
stone was rolled away," they say,
but not to set Him free...
That giant stone was naught to Him
(He walked through walls, you see.)
It was for the women
that the stone was moved that day,
And for you and me, and for all men
who look to Him in faith.
What to the world was failure,
was, in truth, great victory!
He has the keys of hell and death,
and He has set us free!
He has done the hardest part;
He suffered and He died
And moved the stone to let us in,
the gates He opened wide
To His Father's kingdom,
of which we are the heirs,
Where sin and sorrow have no place,
where we will have no cares.
Eternal life, and love, and peace
are only through His grace;
Because He lives, we, too, shall live
we shall behold His face.
The Lord is risen, He is risen!
He is risen indeed!
© 1993 Marie
by Poetic Evangelist Juliette Bartley Warnke
My Savior Jesus has risen
Because He Lives
All my sins have been forgiven
I can face another tomorrow
Because He lives
I can endure all this pain and sorrow
I can serve Him one more day
Because He Lives
I can show lost souls the way
I can carry this "Weight of Glory"
Because He Lives
I can tell somebody about my story
I can put my trust in Him
Because He Lives
It's not me 'against them'
Because He Lives
My Soul has been set free
Because He Lives
In Him I've found the victory!
BECAUSE HE LIVES!!!!!!!
Evangelist Juliette Bartley Warnke
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