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It’s twilight
We’re headed to the garden just to finish off the night
and its quiet. It’s not like any night or day
There’s silence and Jesus has just gone off to pray
He looked worried, he didn’t want to stay alone.
So I’ll watch, but rest my head on this...stone
Father take this cup from me if it is your will
I imagine feeling abandoned when I sit still
On many hills, on many days and nights
I’ve prayed to you and you’ve been by my side
Now I feel alone, I feel the weight of tragedy
Father, behold! Your Son, I'm in agony
I’m sweating blood, my body weeps,
my friends sleep, I’m feeling weak.
Father give me strength, the time is here,
I hear the crowds, my friend is near.
Simon, I needed you in prayer with me
Never mind, just watch my betrayer kiss me.
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In dark gethsemane
Where trees of olive grieve
Jesus prays and weeps and pleads
“May this cup pass over Me”
In the stillness of the night
The disciples close their eyes
While on watch they could not keep
The spirit’s strong, flesh is weak (Chorus)
(Chorus)
O Savior of the earth
You came down in humble birth
From glory everlasting
to flesh and dust and dying
O Savior of the world
You willingly endured
Our pain, our grief, our sorrows deep
For healing peace to bring
In an olive grove of fear
A burdened lover kneels
Passion shown with drops of blood
Pouring out in anxious love
In a garden dark now filled
His friend now climbs the hill
With a kiss the Christ betrayed
He now marches to the grave (Chorus)
'In this garden of our tears
We await the end of years
When a Savior bathed in light
Will restore this world from night.'
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Stricken, smitten, and afflicted, See Him dying on the tree!
'Tis the Christ by man rejected; yes, my soul, 'tis He, 'tis He!
'Tis the long-expected Prophet, David's Son, yet David's Lord;
by His Son God now has spoken: 'tis the true and faithful Word.
Tell me, ye who hear Him groaning, was there ever grief like His?
Friends thro' fear His cause disowning, foes insulting his distress;
many hands were raised to wound Him, none would intervene to save;
but the deepest stroke that pierced Him was the stroke that Justice gave.
Ye who think of sin but lightly nor suppose the evil great
here may view its nature rightly, here its guilt may estimate.
Mark the sacrifice appointed, see who bears the awful load;
'tis the Word, the Lord's Anointed, Son of Man and Son of God.
Here we have a firm foundation; here the refuge of the lost;
Christ, the Rock of our salvation, His the Name of which we boast.
Lamb of God, for sinners wounded, sacrifice to cancel guilt!
None shall ever be confounded who on him their hope have built.
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Oh my soul
Oh my Jesus
Judas sold you for 30,
I’d have done it for less
Oh my soul
Oh my savior
Peter denied you three times,
But I have denied you more
Pre-Chorus 1
As the nails went in,
I was standing right there
As you breathed your last
I shook my head and cried
CHORUS
O my God what have we done?
We have destroyed your son.
Pre-Chorus 2
And the blood ran down
I was standing right there
And the water poured
I shook my head and cried
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