Friday, September 12, 2008

the agonizing

Oh, Father!
If it be Your will
Let this cup pass from me
I've tasted before
Its metallic wine of blood
This garden is familiar
The flowers I've watered
With abundant tears
You've ordered the universe
Since the beginning of time
Will You please look after me?
Spare me this

Not my will
But Yours be done

If it brings You glory
I drink this cup

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