On the hillside so lonely knelt Jesus one day So wounded and worried he went there to pray My friends there forsaken so lonely he feels To heaven he's crying in helpless up here But the golden day has broken in old Gethsemane The mourner orphans singing the songs of victory There's a new highway to glory the road that Jesus try With a halo we're traveling the pathway too far
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On the hillside in garden such suffering I see In humble submission he'll make honest plea His blood streams of thirsty comes sinner be true His cheeks are all crimson for me and for you But the golden day has broken...Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
