Gethsemane (Feat. James Loynes)

Gethsemane lay still and dark,
Creation watched in silent awe,
As Jesus suffered His Father's will
To satisfy unyielding law,
He knelt in earnest prayer alone,
His friends o'ercome with sorrow slept
Beneath the burden of grief he groaned,
Beneath the weight of sin He wept.
And with his blood so freely spent, 
He bought my soul, He paid my debt.
What work of love was wrought for me,
In the stillness of Gethsemane!

"This bitter cup wilt thou remove?
Yet not my will, but thine be done."
Behold His anguish and weep anew
For Love of Christ, the sinless one.
For with his blood so freely spent, 
He bought my soul, He paid my debt.
What work of love was wrought for me,
In the stillness of Gethsemane!