The Passover

Who is the Greatest?

When eyes are blind and ears are deaf
 Words stumble like a child
The friends talked about silly things
 Apostles words went wild

Each of them desired to have
 Rule over the other
Pride is such a horrible thing
 Sin, it is its mother

“The greatest will be as the least
 The elder, the younger
The strongest will be the servant
 Feed another’s hunger”

Peter’s Boast

“Simon, Simon, Satan desires
 To shift you as the wheat
But I have prayed for you tonight
 Hold to your faith so sweet”

“There will come a time, very soon
 You will be a new man
Be a strength to your beloved friends
 Help them to understand”

“I am a strength here on this night
 I follow to the grave
Just point the way for me to go
 Trusted friend that can save”

I have no fear of the jailer
 His bars are not my fear
You know my heart, oh my Lord
 You are the holy Seer”

“Peter, Peter, the cock won’t crow
 Before you deny me
Three different times this dark night
 The shepherd struck, you flee”

The Garden

As night sped toward the traitor’s kiss
 Christ craved for the garden
Wanting to pray to the Father
 Before being our pardon

“Peter and sons of Zebedee
 Tarry and watch with me”
The master charged them in the gloom
 Then left to make His plea
“Let the cup pass from me”, He cried

 “Let it pass”, He did weep
“But if it isn’t possible”
 “Your will, Father, I keep”
He came back to the three asleep
 “Could you not watch awhile?”

The spirit though very willing
 Can’t usurp fleshy bile
The second time Christ went to pray
 He cried, same as the first

“Let it pass, Let it pass, Father”
 The sorrow was the worst
The sheep were asleep while He prayed
 Their eyes, very heavy

They slept in the garden the night
 Sweat broke from the levee
The Shepherd, silent, walked away
 No need to wake them now

He prayed the third time like the last
 Grieved, but willing to bow
“Sleep on, sleep on, now disciples
 The hour is at hand”
The world will crucify the One
 It cannot understand

Judas and the Kiss

The betrayer came with the crowd
 Creeping with spiteful band
The chief priests and the chief elders
 The leaders of the land

Sometimes receive a kiss of love
 Sometimes, one full of fire
But our world never saw a kiss
 Like one from the liar

Struck in the house of his good friends
 Carried away with staff
To the alter of sacrifice
 Salvation’s’ bitter half

Peter with Sword

Peter woke from his deep slumber
 And drew his sword that night
He wanted to prove his courage
 That he would not take flight

He used his sword on one of them
 And struck him on the ear
He wanted to prove to his friends
 That he mastered his fear

“Peter, put your sword in its place”
 Lovingly, said the Christ
Peter probably thought his sword
 Could stop the cock crow thrice
“Peter, if you live by the sword
 You will die by it too”

The ear planted back on the man
 Now bloodless, just like new
They carried Jesus away
 His sheep are full of fear

Frantically pondering their fate
 Losing their only Seer

Peter Denies Christ

Fearfully, Peter followed them
 Keeping back, afar off
He wondered what would happen next
 Courage was growing soft

He went with another brother
 Known unto the high priest
Who asked the damsel at the door
 Let Peter in, at least

He sat by the warm fire inside
 While the Lamb was accused
He longed for that earthy courage
 The servant’s ear had used

When a girl saw him by the fire

 She recognized his face
She knew him in a different time
 And in a different place

She had seen him walk with the Lord
 Happy to be his friend
Suddenly, before he realized
 The first time, Peter sinned

“Woman”, he said, “I know him not”
 Peter spoke without thought
He was far from the authority
 He had earlier sought

In disbelief, the young girl turned
 Quietly walked away
No one has the courage in the night
 That they have in the day

Another one in the crowd tried next
 “You are one of his friends”
Before he realized what he had said
 The second time, he sinned

The fear swelled in his heart that night
 “I know him not”, he cried
Without forethought, Peter renounced
 The second time, he lied

The cousin of the wounded man
 (Now with a healed ear)
Recognized Peter right away
 His face now full of fear

“You were in the garden tonight
 I saw you there with him
Your Galilean words prove me
 Though this fire light is dim”

The third time he denied the Lord
 The cock crew on the spot
Jesus painfully looked at him
 Peter’s face was red hot

Peter remembered Jesus’ words
 About what he would do
Peter remembered his own words
 In a different milieu

Peter ran as fast as he could
 Weeping remorseful tears
He thought he could be brave that night
 Before filled with strong fears

The Trial

The trial went very quick
They all knew what to do
There was no lawyer slick
To free my Lord that day
No angels from high flew
To take Him from harm’s way

The Walk to the Cross

The dusty road to the cross
Was filled with the crowd’s silence
The silence of the mob’s shouts
The silence of the solder’s
Armor clashing with the march
But the worst silence of all
Was His friend’s silence that day

The Crucifixion

The grass was red with blood that day
 That day upon the hill
When Jesus took on our sins
 And paid the bill

The sky became dark as night
 That day upon the hill
When Jesus took on our sins
 And paid the bill

The trees hid their face
 That day upon the hill
When Jesus took on our sins
 And paid the bill

The sheep were scattered
 That day upon the hill
When Jesus took on our sins
 And paid the bill

The Burial

It wasn’t one of the twelve disciples
That begged from Pilate the body of Christ
It was Joseph, a good man, and a just
Who took the Lord’s body down from the cross
Not doing it to fulfill prideful lust

Mary finds an empty tomb

Mary and her friends brought spices to the tomb of our Lord
The destitution of the cross could not break their love’s cord
They desired to anoint His body that Easter morning
Wipe away the worm and the stench of the grave’s adorning
They were surprised with what they found at the tomb that day
The heavy stone at the month of the cave was rolled away
The angels said, “Why seek ye the living among the dead?”

Luke 24:6, 7 “He is not here, but is risen: remember how he spake unto you when he was yet in Galilee, Saying, ‘The Son of man must be delivered unto the hands of sinful men, and be crucified, and the third day rise again.”

Peter Finds an Empty Tomb

Peter arose
Ran to the grave
Beheld the clothes
Empty, the cave
Astonishment
Filling his heart
He wondered what
Could be his part

Peter Forgiven

We were fishing in the boat
 When he appeared in the night
He asked if we had meat
 “Empty, not a fish in sight”

“Cast your net on the right side”
 He commanded us all
We humbly obeyed and
 The fish heeded His call

We fixed supper that night
 Beside the placid sea
Jesus looked down at the fish
 Then looked straight at me

“Simon, Do you love me more than these”
 With sadness in His voice
Caused by actions in the outer gate
 When fear was my choice

“You know I love you Lord”
 With tears in my voice I cried
“Feed my Lambs”, He said
 Again, just like before He died

“Simon, do you love me”,
 He asked again
“You know I do my Lord”
 I said remembering my sin

“Simon, do you love me?”
 As we sat warming by the fire
“You know I love You my Lord”

 Does He think I am still a liar?

“Feed my sheep”, he said
 Three times I denied Him one night
Three times I had to declare
 That I had regained my sight

The One who really holds the key
 To heaven, hell, and the grave
Forgave me by the placid sea
 He is the One that can save