Poem: Divine Conqueror
The desert was before him,
And the Spirit drew him in.
Surrounded by still silence,
Jesus, without blemish without sin.
Evil lurked around Him,
Tempter of tempters ruled the earth,
Our Pure and sinless Jesus,
Gazing heavenward, knew his worth.
Stepping forth in victory,
The Father by him stood.
Prepared to bring salvation,
As was promised he would.
With palms at hand, we greet him,
With hardened hearts we sought him,
In jubilation received him,
With mangled thorns we crowned him.
Yet, in remembrance he broke bread,
Drank wine with his apostles
Breathe life into the sacraments
Now called priests who were disciples.
In the stillness of the night
He led them to the garden
Pleading their prayers with tender love
Their response he pardoned.
The kiss of death was given him,
Received in resignation,
For the time had come, the hour here
Jesus, my hearts Salvation.
Upon his shoulder lay the cross
Eyes lifted high to heaven.
Dear Father, your will be done,
I freely chose this burden.
Torn and mangled, flesh exposed.
Lifted on the cross he rose.
Beloved John in woe drew near,
As Jesus entrusted his mother dear.
“It is finished” the son has spoken,
The Father gazed at child,
Embracing him with mercy,
He who was tortured and reviled.
In stillness all was silent
The promise seemed no more.
O my Lord why have you gone,
We question as we mourn.
Suddenly the light shined forth
Arise my Holy One,
The Father in the Spirit,
Now United with His Son.
Risen and triumphant,
From the depths of earths dark vale,
Our purest sacrifice,
Has conquered and prevailed.