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GOD n You: The Crucifixion

The Crucifixion by James Wheldon Johnson is easily my all-time favorite poetic work.

I memorized this piece as a child for oratorical contests across the state. The preparation was a family affair. My mother Bobbie Jean and grandmother Ms. Johnnie Mae spent hours coaching me on how to raise and drop my voice while flowing on the waves of this masterpiece as it transports you to Golgotha's hill.

This work brought the Bible to life for me.

I can only hope to impact the world as Mr. Johnson did mine.

On this Good Friday, I share his gift with you.



Jesus, my gentle Jesus,

Walking in the dark of the Garden —

The Garden of Gethsemane,

Saving to the three disciples:

Sorrow is in my soul —

Even unto death;

Tarry ye here a little while,

And watch with me.

Jesus, my burdened Jesus,

Praying in the dark of the Garden —

The Garden of Gethsemane.

Saying: Father,

Oh, Father,

This bitter cup,

This bitter cup,

Let it pass from me.

Jesus, my sorrowing Jesus,

The sweat like drops of blood upon his brow,

Talking with his Father,

While the three disciples slept,

Saying: Father,