His friends knew it well. His enemy knew it well.
Now the hour was dark. The time was near.
He needed strength. He needed resolve. He turned to his friends.
“Keep an all night vigil with me. Pray. This is a desperate hour.
The time is evil. Tonight temptation will be strong. Pray.
I am in agony my friends. My heart is troubled. Pray.”
“Why is this night different from all other nights?”
asked the youngest child at the table.
He stepped away, only a stones throw and dropped to his knees.
“Daddy, oh daddy, if there is any other way to save them
without the pain this body must endure, then, then, take this burden from me.
My purpose is set. I will receive the wrath and all their pain.
I am willing to do your bidding to save those I love dearly.”
His sweat poured out from him like the blood he would soon shed.
A messenger was sent from above to comfort and strengthen him.
On this night a lamb was sacrificed. Its blood covered our doors
so that the messenger of death would pass over us.
Rising with renewed strength, he went to check on his friends.
“Are you sleeping, my brothers? Wake. Pray for yourselves.
The time is evil. You must be shielded and strengthened. Pray.”
He went away to pray gaining more resolve and strength.
“Daddy, daddy, if there is any other way
our loved ones can be saved, let us do that.
My aim is to save those we love in the way you have prescribed. "
Tonight we eat the bread of affliction.
Tonight we are forgiven of our sins.
His friends still slept as he went to check on them again
so he let them sleep and turned back to the only one able to help
Saying the same words for there were no others.
He prayed to his Father for more resolve and strength.
“Daddy, daddy, if there is any other way
our loved ones can be saved, let us do that.
My aim is to save those we love in the way you have prescribed. "
Slavery is cruel, bitter and harsh.
This night we are free.
Awake, my friends, the betrayer is here. Now it must begin.
Awake, my friends, now I must go and you will leave.
Awake, my friends, my purpose is set. The course is laid.
Awake, my friends, they come with clubs and swords to take me.
We are prepared to flee.
Our deliverance is at hand.





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