Lucifer had entered Judas and corrupted his heart.
Judas decided it was time for him to depart.
What Jesus said to him, the others had not heard.
He quietly left the room, not uttering a word.
They went to the garden of Gethsemane.
Jesus went further. The disciples rested by a tree.
In the garden, Jesus walked alone the rest of the way.
Then he fell to the ground. In sorrow. He began to pray.
Father, if it is your well, take this bitter cup away.
Jesus looked to the sky.
Not my will. Father, your will be done.
I shall obey. I am your Son
The Father sent an angel to strengthen his Son.
To give him the strength to accomplish what must be done.
As he prayed, sweat like drops of blood trickled down his face.
He rose from prayer, ready to complete the mission of grace.
Jesus was ready to offer himself to set all people free.
He returned to the disciples who were waiting near a tree.
The disciples were sleepy and could not open their eyes.
Jesus urged them to awake up and to arise.
In the distance, he heard noise and saw a flickering light.
The disciples rose and heard voices shouting in the night.
Judas arrived with guards armed with might and power.
Jesus stood firm, prepared for this hour.
He stood firm as the crowd drew near.
Peter grabbed a sword, swing it, he cut off a man’s ear.
Jesus stepped forward and began to speak.
Who do you seek?
Judas walked to Jesus and kissed him. The betrayal was done.
He is the one.
Are you Jesus?
After he asked this, the crowd gathered around.
After Jesus answered, the guards fell to the ground.
Why do you seek me now? Why not when I taught each day?
They would not answer. Jesus was bound and led away.
He was sent to the High Priest and then he was put on trial.
Jesus endured the false trial and the sting of Peter’s denial.
That night and early morning he had neither slept nor eaten.
He was chained, mocked, spat upon and beaten.
The leaders believed that Jesus should die.
They brought in false witnesses to testify.
The witnesses did not agree about what they had seen and heard.
During the false testimonies, Jesus said not a word.
Are you the Christ? The Son of the Blessed One?
I AM the Christ. God’s own Son.
You will see the Son of Man.
Seated in glory at the Father’s right hand.
The High Priest tore his robes.
He has blasphemed! He should die!
The guards blindfolded Jesus and struck him in the face.
Who hit you? Testify!
Jesus said not a word after he was struck in the face.
He endured taunts, humiliation and disgrace.
When the trial ended, it was very late.
The leaders had Jesus bound and went to Pilate.
Why have you brought this man to me? What has he done?
He has broken our laws and claims to be God’s Son.
Pilate instructed them to deal with it. They refused.
You can’t deal with him? Tell me why.
He claims to be a king. We can’t execute him. He should die.
Pilate spoke with Jesus and learned he was from Galilee.
This man is a subject of Herod. He is now in the city.
Jesus was sent to King Herod. He was delighted to meet Jesus.
Jesus, now I finally meet you.
Give me a sign. Show me what you can do.
Jesus did give him a sign. Herod sent him away.
He was returned to Pilate that day.
Pilate spoke with Jesus and did not find him guilty.
He decided that he would set Jesus free.
Pilate brought Jesus and a murderer before the crowd.
Which one these men should live or die?
The crowd demanded that the murder be set free.
What do you want me to do with Jesus?
Earlier crowds hailed him King in one breath.
This crowd gathered called for his death.
Pilate washed his hands and signed the decree.
Jesus was condemned and a murderer set free.
The soldiers took Jesus to a place where he was stripped.
He was mocked, spat upon and brutally whipped.
Jesus was beaten until his flesh tore and bled.
A purple robe placed on him and a crown of thorns on his head.
He was forced to bear his cross to the execution place.
Jesus went on to suffer and die for the sins of the human race.
Jesus went like a lamb to the slaughter for you and me.
By his wounds from sin’s power we are made free.
He walked on and soon began to stumble.
Jesus bore it all. He did not complain nor grumble.
He could not bear the weight of the cross any longer.
The cross was placed on another man because he was stronger.
Jesus made it up from the city to the place on high.
He went up to Golgotha, the place where he would die.
There he was nailed to the cross. With each blow was pain.
The Savior suffered for our richest gain.
Then he was lifted up high.
Crowds came to watch him suffer and die.
Along with Jesus were two thieves on the right and left.
The crowds waited for Jesus to heave his last breath.
A sign was nailed above Jesus head.
“The king of the Jews” is what it read.
The leaders came and watched the sight.
When they saw Jesus on the cross, they were filled with delight.
Lucifer also watched and he was filled with wicked glee.
He believed that he had won a great victory.
You claimed to be the Messiah, the holy One.
Come down from the cross if you’re God’s Son.
Father, forgive them. They know not what they do.
If you’re the Christ, Come down and we’ll believe in you.
If you’re the Christ, save us and yourself!
Don’t you fear God? For our deeds, this is is a just price.
I believe that this man is the promised Christ.
Jesus, when you enter your Kingdom, remember me.
Truly I tell you, today you’ll be with me in paradise.
Jesus felt pain and agony as he hung on the tree.
My God! My God! Why have you forsaken me?
Jesus endured the punishment for sin in our place.
The Father withdrew his hand and turned away his face.
Jesus then fulfilled the Scriptures.
It is finished!
These were the last words that Jesus cried.
He gave up his spirit, bowed his head and died.
Darkness covered the land, lighting flashed across the sky.
These events frightened those who watched him die.
The temple veil was ripped in two. The separation was done.
Reconciliation was accomplished through God’s Son.
A spear was thrust into his side. Out gushed water and blood.
From the Savior’s pierced side came a healing flood.
The body was taken down by those whom he gave gladness.
In that hour, their hearts were heavy with sadness.
Jesus, who was born of a humble Virgin’s womb.
Was laid by his friends in a borrowed garden tomb.
Lucifer was delighted when Jesus died on the tree.
He danced and was full of glee.
From the poem; “THE TRIUMPH OF THE CHRIST.” Michael Carter, 1997-2018 Due out soon.