Gethsemane To Golgotha! Poem by Denis Martindale

The Garden of Gethsemane was where the Saviour prayed,
As if to end uncertainty, with destiny obeyed.
Was there a great escape or not? Was there a better path?
Or was the Cross to be His lot, His noble epitaph?

An angel came bestowing strength, yet we don't know his name.
He fortified our Lord at length, God's destiny to claim.
And so it was the Saviour rose, and proved Himself the Christ,
The Cross of Christ is what He chose, for Man's sins, sacrificed.

Arrested, then for trial sent, yet knowing He would die.
Not by disease or accident, but crucified on high.
The sign He gave would soon come true, as if to leave no doubt.
This prophecy, Psalm Twenty Two, is what it's all about.

When Pontius Pilate made his choice, the crowd soon disagreed.
Uniting with a mighty voice to get Barabbas freed.
So Christ was forced upon His Cross, then nailed and raised above.
Such irony this meant because Christ is the King of Love.

The Saviour of the world remained. No angels came to save
And drop by drop His blood then drained, each leading to His grave.
But this was not Christ's destiny, beyond the gruesome gloom,
The day Christ died on Calvary, He stayed within His tomb.

Who grants hope to the young and old? Jesus of Nazareth!
The greatest story ever told is that Christ rose from death!
It's living proof from Heaven! God's Royal Pardon's here!
As Man's sins will get forgiven, although it cost Christ dear.

No man can boast, except in Christ, the Lamb of God who died.
His blood was what Christ sacrificed as He was crucified.
While Easter comes and Easter goes, God's mercies prove enough!
Christ's righteous resurrection shows that He's the King of Love!


Denis Martindale.
Good Friday, Easter 2026.