In my Gethsemane my poor voice I gently raised,
For the burden placed on me, I have also been amazed
Oh Jesus, my Jesus
That reach was infinite, every soul in space and time,
It was also intimate, filling me with grace sublime
Oh Jesus, my Jesus
Gethsemane,
Gethsemane,
The garden where the Savior paid the price for me.
When His soul was made an offering for sin,
He saw His seed,
Who would that be?
Did He see me?
I've tried to change my heart, time and time and time again,
But when I found his love, I found strength that would sustain.
Oh Jesus, my Jesus
Gethsemane,
Gethsemane,
The garden where the Savior paid the price for me.
When His soul was made an offering for sin,
He saw His seed,
Who would that be?
Did He see me?
He sets my spirit free to become one of His own.
He is making me to be more than I could do alone.
Oh Jesus, my Jesus
Gethsemane,
Gethsemane,
The garden where the Savior paid the price for me.
When His soul was made an offering for sin,
He saw His seed,
Who would that be?
Did He see me?
The latest from Grails is full of woozy, expansive music that draws on a host of sources to create immersive compositions. Bandcamp New & Notable Dec 5, 2016