Gethsemane – Reese Oliveira
Jesus climbed the hill
To the garden still
His steps were heavy and slow
Love and a prayer
Took Him there
To the place only He could go
Gethsemane
Jesus loves me
So He went willingly
To Gethsemane
He felt all that was sad, wicked or bad
All the pain we would ever know
While His friends were asleep
He fought to keep
His promise made long ago
Gethsemane
Jesus loves me
So He went willingly
To Gethsemane
The hardest thing that ever was done
The greatest pain that ever was known
The biggest battle that ever was won
This was done by Jesus
The fight was won by Jesus
Gethsemane
Jesus loves me
So he give His gift to me
In Gethsemane
Gethsemane
Jesus loves me
So he gives His gift to me
From Gethsemane
ˈdʒizəs klaɪmd ðə hɪl
tu ðə ˈɡɑrdn stɪl
hɪz stɛps wɚ ˈhɛvi ænd sloʊ
lʌv ænd ə prɛr
tʊk hɪm ðɛr
tu ðə pleɪs ˈoʊnli hi kʊd ɡoʊ
ɡɛθˈsɛməni
ˈʤizəs lʌvz mi
soʊ hi wɛnt ˈwɪlɪŋli
tu ɡɛθˈsɛməni
hi fɛlt ɔl ðæt wʌz sæd, ˈwɪkɪd ɔr bæd
ɔl ðə peɪn wi wʊd ˈɛvɚ noʊ
waɪl hɪz frɛndz wɚ əˈslip
hi fɑt tu kip
hɪz ˈprɑmɪs meɪd lɔŋ əˈɡoʊ
ɡɛθˈsɛməni
ˈʤizəs lʌvz mi
soʊ hi wɛnt ˈwɪlɪŋli
tu ɡɛθˈsɛməni
ðə ˈhɑrdɪst θɪŋ ðæt ˈɛvɚ wʌz dʌn
ðə ˈɡreɪtɪst peɪn ðæt ˈɛvɚ wʌz noʊn
ðə ˈbɪɡɪst ˈbætəl ðæt ˈɛvɚ wʌz wʌn
ðɪs wʌz dʌn baɪ ˈʤizəs
ðə faɪt wʌz wʌn baɪ ˈʤizəs
ɡɛθˈsɛməni
ˈʤizəs lʌvz mi
soʊ hi ɡeɪv hɪz ɡɪft tu mi
ɪn ɡɛθˈsɛməni
ɡɛθˈsɛməni
ˈʤizəs lʌvz mi
soʊ hi ɡɪvz hɪz ɡɪft tu mi
frʌm ɡɛθˈsɛməni