The Spirit is Willing, But.....

Or (What, Could ye not?)

Matthew 26:36-46
(36) Then cometh Jesus with them unto a place called Gethsemane, and saith unto the disciples, Sit ye here, while I go and pray yonder.
(37) And he took with him Peter and the two sons of Zebedee, and began to be sorrowful and very heavy.
(38) Then saith he unto them, My soul is exceeding sorrowful, even unto death: tarry ye here, and watch with me.
(39) And he went a little further, and fell on his face, and prayed, saying, O my Father, if it be possible, let this cup pass from me: nevertheless not as I will, but as thou wilt.
(40) And he cometh unto the disciples, and findeth them asleep, and saith unto Peter, What, could ye not watch with me one hour?
(41) Watch and pray, that ye enter not into temptation: the spirit indeed is willing, but the flesh is weak.
(42) He went away again the second time, and prayed, saying, O my Father, if this cup may not pass away from me, except I drink it, thy will be done.
(43) And he came and found them asleep again: for their eyes were heavy.
(44) And he left them, and went away again, and prayed the third time, saying the same words.
(45) Then cometh he to his disciples, and saith unto them, Sleep on now, and take your rest: behold, the hour is at hand, and the Son of man is betrayed into the hands of sinners.
(46) Rise, let us be going: behold, he is at hand that doth betray me.


She sits in a wheelchair, she stares out at nowhere
Nowhere that she’d ever dreamed
And I knelt there with her, and I prayed there with her
For forever it seemed

I withdrew my hand, I started to stand,
There were places that I had to go
Her eyes seemed to beg me Her voice seemed to follow me
As I turned to the door

She looked at me and said

What, could you not, watch with me one hour?
What, could ye not, pray with me one hour?
What, could ye not, stay with me one hour?


He started to falter, there at the altar
The whispers were heard but unseen
Cause he'd been there praying, alone he’d been laying
For forever it seemed

Way past 12:30, but he felt so dirty.
So he poured his heart out to the Lord
He needed somebody, to be part of the body
But the body had turned to the door……

He turned to them and said….

What, could you not, watch with me one hour?
What, could ye not, pray with me one hour?
What, could ye not, stay with me one hour?

Already betrayed, He asked them to wait
While He knelt just a stone’s throw away
Their eyes grew so heavy, soon they were sleeping
For forever it seemed like He prayed

There in the garden, carrying our burden
For the cross, He knew He was bound
And so while they lay, Our Lord He did pray
Sweat falling like Blood on the ground

What, could you not, watch with me one hour? (3x)


When He returns for us,
in all of His Glory
Will he find us awake?
Or will we be sleeping,
having forgotten
That horrible price that He paid?

What, could you not, watch with Him one hour?
What, could you not, watch with Him one hour?
What, could you not, watch with Him one hour?
What, could you not, watch with Him one hour?