The Night He Tarried (Gethsemane 1)-Ajoracle

The Night He Tarried (Gethsemane 1)

歌手:Ajoracle

时间:2026-04-03

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The Night He Tarried (Gethsemane 1) - Ajoracle

Lyrics by:Diana O Morris

Composed by:Diana O Morris

It was a night

No voices were raised

Heaven was quiet and hell was watching

Hmmmm mm mm

Hmmmmmmm yeah

In the dark

Of the garden of Gethsemane

He fell beneath the weight

Not of nails not of thorns

But of what love would take

He turned to those beside him

The ones who walked so near

But sleep had closed their eyes that night

They could not enter here

No voice to say stay strong

No hand to hold the pain

The place where God was leading him

No man could ever stand

And it was a silent war

No sword no shout no flame

Heaven held it's breath that night

And waited on his name

Would he drink the cup or turn away?

Would he stay or walk

In the silence between heaven and hell

The son of God was called

Dear father

Dear father

Take this cup from me

Dear father

Dear father

Baaa yeah yeah yeah yeah

Yeah yeah yeah

But if I must drink it then hold me

Hold me in this night

His body felt the pressure

His sweat fell down like blood

The weight of all humanity

Came crashing like a flood

No 'cross upon his shoulders yet

No blood upon the ground

But something in that hidden place

Was breaking without a sound

Father if it is possible

Let this pass from me

But silence was the answer still

To the one who came to save

It was a silent war

And hell had made it's claim

If he will hang upon that tree

The curse will take his name

Would he fall beneath the weight?

Would he turn away in fear?

In the silence between heaven and hell

The end was drawing near

They were sleeping while he was yielding

They were resting while he was breaking

Alone but not abandoned

Before the 'cross he agreed

Before the nails he yielded

Not my will but yours be done

It was a silent war

And hell was standing near

If he will take that cursed place

Then judgment will be clear

But they did not understand

The curse they waited for

Was not his condemnation

It was their undoing

There was a night

When no one stood beside him

And still he did not stand alone

Because before the 'cross was lifted

The lamb had already yielded

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