Gethsemene by Jon Guerra

Gethsemene
by Jon Guerra

Verse 1
Gethsemane
Garden of grief
Where Jesus cries
Where Peter sleeps
And fails to pray
With constancy
Gethsemane
Garden of grief

Verse 2
My soul, it chokes
On pain and grief
Father, come take
This cup from Me
But do not let
Our wills compete
If I must drink
Then let it be

Verse 3
Can't you keep watch
One hour at least?
Look out and pray
The devil prowls
And seeks your soul
Yet I will keep
You where no hell
Or harm can reach

Verse 4
The hour has come
Rise up at once
Fear not this death
Fear God, not men
For this I came
For I so loved
The world can't take
What I give up

Bridge
I'm held by men I would have held
Blindfolded, beaten, and questioned
The Son of Man, the Son of God
Is seated now at God's right hand

Verse 5
Humility
Until you die
This is the drink
Of love divine
To you, it's blood
To me, it's wine
Gethsemane
Garden of light