It was growing towards evening, ?He ask us to come and pray. We sat in our religious chatter. Not hearing what he had to say.
Darkness was falling again he ask, knowing temptation was rearing it's evil head. Come and pray with me in the garden. We still never heard aword he said.
Soon his tears were flowing. He sweet drops of blood Intense in his praying. faith to keep us from sins mud.
All in the garden, friends fall from grace. roman lost an ear Jesus soon replaced. All in the garden. betrayl as Judas kissed his face.If in the garden they all had prayed.
Now when in doult, I know where to go. I go to pray in the garden my secret place. I pray in the garden. If only I could stay.
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