Gethsemane
In the Garden of Gethsemane do I retreat
To counter the passions of the night
With the Passion of Christ
I open the gate to the garden
I see my Savior waiting on the bench
We meet each others eyes
I kneel down and pray with Him in Silence
And sweet slumber takes me home
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