Poetry
Four days from Gethsemane to Glory
by Les Bill Gates


Remember me?

You betrayed me today

With a kiss, you showed them the way

And collected thirty silver coins

You whipped me and mocked me

You crowned me with thorns

So grovel in the dirt, pick up your pay

You betrayed me today...


Remember me?

You killed me today

You sent me to the cross, then washed your hands

And set the murderer free

You cursed and mocked me and made me a joke

You threw dice for my cloak

As the curtain was rent, night replaced day

You killed me today...


Remember me?

You mourned for me today

You pronounced me dead, laid me in the tomb

And sealed it with a stone

Though you denied you knew me, you still had hope

That death would have no hold on the Son of God

To the Father there could be no other way

You mourned for me today...


Remember me?

I rose for you today

The stone rolled back, the tomb was bare

There was no one there

I’d died in your place, so your sins could be forgiven

I’d defeated death, so you could go on living

With my blood, your sins were washed away

I rose for you today...


© 2008 Les Bill Gates