Gethsemane

The Master yearned for proven loyaltyAnd asked his dearest friends to watch—to stayTheir consciousness in Truth—that he might prayWith their support, for he could plainly seeThe outline of the cross on Calvary.But they allowed their faithless thoughts to stray,And fell asleep when at the close of dayDark shadows overspread Gethsemane.When other men have need to pray apartIn facing grim ordeals and vainly callOn friends to stand against befogging lures,They test their own true Christliness of heart,For in Gethsemane love conquers allIf, meeting no response, it still endures.

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