Gethsemane

We draw our swords
He heals the wounds
Praise Him as Lord
The empty tomb

The rooster crowed
buried in shame
I was accused
Denied thy name

Am I sweating or bleeding?
My prayer repeating.
Please take this cup from me.
My spirit is willing
My flesh is weakening
God give me the strength I need

I sold my soul
Hung with guilt
The potters field
For silver spill't

He stumbles away
Innocent but blamed
Glory to His name
The dead are raised

Am I sweating or bleeding?
My prayer repeating.
Please take this cup from me
My spirit is willing
My flesh is weakening
God give me the strength I need

A Crown of thorns
His body broke
The veil is torn
The blood He choked

Am I sweating or bleeding?
My prayer repeating
Please take this cup from me
My spirit is willing
My flesh is weakening
God give me the strength I need

A splintered back
How can He stand?
The Son of God
The Son of Man
Roll the stone away



Credits
Writer(s): Jerrid Meikle
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