In Gethsemane
how His heart did break
When
His friends couldn’t seem to stay awake,
There they all slept
While Jesus wept,
It was
almost too much for Him to take.
Into
court they took Him without a friend,
There
was no one on whom He could depend;
On that sad day
They ran away…
A voice
in His defense no one would lend.
False
witnesses testified of His sin,
They
were dishonest, vile, and wicked men;
The truth was not
What those men sought –
Oh,
tell me where were His disciples then???
See Him,
as He walks up that lonesome road,
And
see Him as He stumbles ‘neath the load;
So many tears…
So many fears…
Soon
He must leave this low lonely abode.
Over
there the executioner stands,
He’s
ready to drive the nails in His hands;
The time draws nigh
For Him to die
And
pay the price Heaven’s Justice demands.
My sins
led Him up to Calv’ry that day,
He bled
and died to take them all away!
The Crimson flood
Of Jesus’ blood
He shed
there the price of my sin to pay!
Because
He walked the road to Calvary,
Because
He shed His precious blood for me;
I’ve been redeemed!
I’ve been redeemed!
From
all my sins I have now been set free!
Won’t
it be grand when He comes in the sky
To take
God’s faithful children home on high!
The fare is paid,
Be not afraid!
Oh!
Be ready for the sweet by and by…
The Lord
walked up the road to Calvary,
There
He would shed His precious blood for me;
No sins He’d known…
And all alone
Christ
the Lord gave His life to set me free.
H.
L. Gradowith
01-10-2002