Tonight the announcement that one of us would betray him, could it be me?
Tonight after the long meal we sing a hymn and move to the garden to pray, to be together.
Tonight our leader Jesus is in anguish, he's troubled. He asks us to pray for him.
Tonight he is wrestling some unseen battle.
Three times he asks to do it his own way, to not have to die.
Yet in the end he lays down his own will, and drinks deeply of his fathers cup,
the cup of death.
Tonight there is sudden violence and his betrayer is here.
Tonight he begins to drink the cup
that tomorrow he will fully consume.
Tonight if he chose his own way, and ran away,
I would be lost.