Merciful Cross

Over the brook Kidron, in the garden, Jesus and his disciples entered in.

With lanterns, torches, and weapons, soldiers came to questioned him.

Jesus said, “Who are you looking for?” “Jesus of Nazareth.”  “I am he.”

Judas approached Jesus; evil entered in, and betrayed him with a kiss.

So many times we enter the garden

To find a place for some quiet peace

Then darkness comes to seek us out

To draw us away from light to misery

Evil finds a way to draw hearts away

Those in power place labels upon us

And who are they looking for any way

Hearts grown cold are easy to stray

But, this is their hour; so they reason

Armed, they seek to overtake meek

It will last for only a very short season

Till the clock strikes the stroke of three

Although we too betrayed with a kiss

He with whom we entered the garden

The Living Power of the Merciful Cross

Christian soldiers, has sealed our pardon