Is it Worth It?

In the garden weeping alone,

Prostrate on the chilling stone,

Hungry, weary, His strength is spent

Demons strive His soul to tempt--

My Savior fights my soul to save

From a dark, eternal grave.

Sweat drops falls as blood to the ground

Can another way be found?

“Let Not my will but Thine be done--

the battle forever won.

I will follow in duty’s path

I will face the dragon’s wrath.”

But will they ever love me?

Is it worth my agony?

Will they accept the price I paid?

Do they realize what I gave?

Now He stands in heav’n above

Pleading there in deepest love:

“Behold my wounded feet and side;

It was for their sins I died.

They are graven on my hands

I have paid the law’s demands.

I gave my all on Calvary--

Was it worth Gethsemane?”

He looks beyond the pain today

When tears will all be wiped away

He does not see my sinful past

But on the crystal sea of glass

He sees among the ransomed throng

Singing the redemption song

His child robed in purest white,

An overcomer by His might.

(Jennita Schmidt, June 2013)