The Garden Whispers

The story of Jesus in the Garden of Gethsemane has always stuck with me. It's a moment in time when the Son of God feels he is just a man. Is he worthy enough, is he strong enough?
It stays with me because I have to wonder how I would feel in a crucial moment of my life. Could I take on a burden for others that I did not want? Would I pass the cup or resign myself to do what is needed.
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The Garden Whispers
Original lyrics and artwork by Doug Larson 2025
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In the garden, silence falls, a heavy, lonely cry,
Sweat like blood upon His brow, His heart a breaking sky.
Can I carry this burden, can I see this through?
Oh, Father, please don’t leave me, I don’t know what to do.
Oh, the garden whispers, "Can you stay awake tonight?"
The weight of heaven’s sorrow and the fear of fading light.
Can I take this burden, let it crush me where I stand,
Or let the shadows swallow me, just a mere, mere man?
I hear my brothers sleeping, they cannot share my fight,
Alone beneath the olive trees, I wrestle through the night.
This cup is filled with anguish, it burns my very soul,
Am I the Son of glory, or a man who’s lost control?
Oh, the garden whispers, "Can you stay awake tonight?"
The weight of heaven’s sorrow and the fear of fading light.
Would I take the burden, let it crush me where I stand,
Or let the shadows swallow me, just a mere, mere man?
In the stillness, doubts arise, like specters in the dark,
The echoes of my choices, each one, a desperate spark.
But in this fragile moment, I’ll gather all my grace,
For rising from this garden, I’ll find my rightful place.
I begged the heavens’ mercy, "Let this pass from me."
But the answer comes in silence; I drop to bended knee.
The choice is laid before me, no angel takes my hand,
I rise to face my trial, more than just a mere man.
Oh, the garden whispers, "Can you stay awake tonight?"
The weight of heaven’s sorrow and the fear of fading light.
Would I take the burden, let it crush me where I stand,
Or let the shadows swallow me, just a mere, mere man?
The dawn is breaking softly; the shadows melt away,
A kiss of cold betrayal says it’s time to face the day.
In the garden's quiet, I chose to rise and stand,
Not just a mere man, but a promise in this land.