See the darkness rising
I can feel the stroke of midnight
There's a raging silence
Roaring deep within my soul
On the edge of reason
Mystified by God and man
Longing to give up but
Stayed by God's own only holy hand
The Lord will see me through
Now I'm left to face the garden
That they call Gethsemane
I must go alone but
Would rather have someone with me
Because the pain's unjustified, defying reason
And I'm weary and there's no place left to go
The time is nigh to
Drink the cup of destiny
Choose from God's or yours but
Only one will set you free
Into a walk that mystifies, defying reason
Through the valley with the holy lamb of God
And the Lord will see you through
Through a place he traveled through
A long time ago, long time ago
I must embrace the midnight
And trust the Lord to see me through
There's a time and season
For every day, the nighttime, too
There's a rhyme and reason
Peaks and valleys, fiery flames
Days of joy and sorrow
Time and wind and rain
And the Lord will see you through
Through the place he traveled through
A long time ago, long time ago
Matthew 26: 36-40
Romans eight:29
One Corinthians 11: one
Gethsemane literally means an oil press
Think about it.