Oh, day of awful darkness

when I cried unending tears,

the very thing I dreaded most

now haunted all my fears.

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Where could my lovely child be,

my Savior and my Son?

Who sought to wrench His life away;

what foul thing had He done?

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With Peter, James, and brother John,

I hid myself away;

as all around a cosmic roar

defined the wretched day.

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I did not know where He had gone;

my world was torn apart.

Perhaps I’ll only have Him now

in the cradle of my heart. Susan Sundwall

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Today’s poem is how one author imagines what it may have been like for

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In times when we don’t understand what God is doing, how could it be

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Jesus told them, The Son of Man is going to be betrayed into the hands of

Read Verses:

Luke 2:8-Luke 2:19; Mark 15:12-Mark 15:14; John 19:25-John 19:30; Matthew 17:22-Matthew 17:23