Album: Stories of Jesus
In the final hours of darkeness.
In the garden there he prayed: "Father take this cup from me, is there any other way?"
As his prayer was turned to pleading, his sweat was turned to blood.
"Oh father come prepare me now, your will, not mine, be done."
So the thousand came to take the one, and there he was betrayed,
by the kiss the bound forever, the lamb that would be slain.
And when they asked which one is Jesus, He spoke these simple words,
and a thousand soldiers fell before the answer that changed the world.
I am He, He said, it is I you seek
I'm the one you want, I am He.
You have found me now, I am the one.
You have come for me, I am He.
In my final hours of darkness
in the gardens of my search
the weeds have grown around me, the thorns around the word.
And I saw my sin before me, and I felt my heart grow numb.
"Oh Father come renew me now, your will, not mine, be done."
And I saw my vain religion, turn the poor away.
And I saw countless unborn children, my neglect had surely slain.
And I said, "Lord, I need your healing, for your word cuts like a knife."
And when I cried "Oh God, where is my stregnth?"
HIs answer changed my life!
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