The night has come upon me,
The wind of fate is calling me,
The prophets of old all spoke of this day
Come take my hand walk with me,
To the place called Gethsemane,
Please stay awhile with me and pray
My Father if You are willing,
Please let this cup pass from me
Not my will but Yours be done my God
I’ll give up my life the final sacrifice of love,
Inside my soul is grieving,
To the point of death and agony,
Sweat drops of blood they flow from my head
Why is everyone sleeping?
Will not one stay awake with me?
My hour has come, I have been betrayed