Your Son implored to take the cup of suffering away from Him –

You willed for Him to endure it, for life to a sinful children.

You created me as I am, reject-worthy for those around.

Hasten to redeem the redeemed of Your Son. 

We are not from the Heavenly hosts as Your Son was;

We do not discern spiritual healing unless the body finds relief.

Your Son led mankind to spirituality by feeding bread to the hungry.

How is salvation of the soul real for the hurting – thirsting body and mind?

Your Son endured pain and handed His Spirit into Your hands. 

An evil people drew His breath out, for Him to hand it over to You.

I, Your child yearn to pinch my life here away, to place it in Your care too.

Accept my Spirit for the love I had for You in my youth.