D                        E

Lovely Lamb of God

D                       E     

Trembling in the garden

C                              Bm

Beads of blood are rolling

            Fmaj7                           G

From his hands clutching at His brow

  Am                        G          D

Anguished are His silent sighs

Am                G     

In the night alone

C                  D   

In the night alone

Am               G             D      

In the night alone He prays

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Gethsemane

Lovely Lamb of God

Trembling in the garden

Beads of blood are rolling

From his hands clutching at His brow

Anguished are His silent sighs

The closest of his friends

Slumber near the garden

Could they not awaken

And keep watch with Him for an hour?

In the night alone he prays

In the night alone

In the night alone

In the night alone He prays

 The dread of this dark hour

His heart had tasted daily

But now a demon whispers

"Like a bird you can fly away

To the mountain fly away"

Then His troubled soul

Cries from Calvary's shadow

"Father if it's able then I ask

This cup to pass from me"

But not my will, but thine be done

Not my will but thine

Not my will but thine

Not my will but thine be done

© 2008 words and music by Stephen Popovich