Gethsemane
Did I hear my Savior cry And did I see Him suffer? Did He with sorrow and in grief Not ask “Is there another?” “Another way for death to die, Or must this bitter cup be mine?” “The only way?” He cried, He cried And knowing, yes, bowed and complied.
Who Will Deliver Me?
Oh sin, that dwells within That wages war and threatens To destroy my joy, ‘Tis sin that seeks to win The battle and mock at my defeat. Oh sin, that enemy within Crashing through my great resolve Outpouring words, I’ve cringed and heard Them, hasty and marking me a fool.
Astonished By Mercy
That you would shed your blood for me When I was foulest enemy And on your back I’d place the cross For in rebellion I was lost. Willingly I scorned your name It should be I who bore the shame Why would you die for sinners cruel Who despise your
Jesus Looking Loved Them
Looking down He saw this earth Where once was bright as dawn Where a man from dust was pure at birth Created to dwell upon This perfect garden in the east With God dwelling, and for a feast The fruit of every tree but one For by its’ knowledge comes
Come to Christ
How has the domain of darkness So disguised its self as light? There you sit as in the shadows And the chains of death but yet The world says “this is life, And yes what life is all about: To sit in darkness as if light, To raise your bound