Sleep and denial

Sleep and denial

by Joel Howard

Peter O Lord

Denied you thrice

As he beckoned the followers

"As Christ, so I!" 

And the pomp in his piety

Was full impropriety

As Lord, he denied Thee thrice

Peter, O Lord

Slept in thrice

Far before denying Your life

Cultivated not

The value he held 

Followed not

The paradigm You held:

Not my will be done

O God, this hurts

But before I am anyone

Father, I'm Yours!

That Jesus prayed 

But the followers slept

I see a connection

I see a connect

That if Peter had prayed

That if Peter had awakened

That instead of his slumbering

He had spent hours praying

Keeping alive the flame of his Savior

Partnering secret with Jesus there

If he would have thrice enjoyed who He is

If he would have thrice satisfied every whim

Surrendered each worry, crucified his flesh

Maybe, just maybe, would he have had sense

And you and I too, here, at the end of the ages

If we would admit our lovesickness for Him

We should spend hourly seasons in quiet

Reminding our souls - Keeping Satan quiet

Chewing on every word that He says

Then we would ready our spirits, only then

To admit love for Jesus when it is counted criminal

To not be ashamed of Him when followers are minimal

To pour at his feet, not abandon Him when

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