Up on a Mountain Our Lord is Alone

Up on a mountain
Our Lord is alone
Without a family, friends, or a home
He cries, "Oo, oo, oo, will you stay with me?"
He cries, "Oh, oh, oh, will you wait with me?"

Up on a mountain
Our Lord is afraid
Carrying all the mistakes we have made
And He knew
It's a long way down
Do you know
It's a long way down?

Up in the heavens
Our Lord prays for you
He sends His spirit to carry us through
So it's true
That you're not alone
Do you know
He came all the way down?
So it's true
That you're not alone
Do you know
He came all the way down?

- The Welcome Wagon, Up on a Mountain. Listen here.

I've always been struck by the end of Tenebrae service on Maundy Thursday, when all the candles are snuffed out, the communion table stripped bear, the lights turned off and congregation leaves the building in darkness and silence. It mirrors the loneliness of Jesus in Gethsemane, and ultimately on the cross, when all his disciples have been scattered and fled, and the last Israelite - the true image of his Father - is cut off from the land of the living.