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THIS IS GETHSEMANE (POEM:Samgeev)

Published on 01 April, 2021
THIS IS GETHSEMANE (POEM:Samgeev)
This is Gethsemane
The place of oil press
The press starts rolling
The fruit is crushed here.

This is Gethsemane
The oil flows out
It spills out to the street
Streams of oil flow down.

This is Gethsemane
The place of prayer
Peter, James and John
Pray with me, stand with me.

This is Gethsemane
The place of surrender
Not my will, Lord
Thy will be done.

This is Gethsemane
The place of darkness
The light is far away
Lead me to Thy light, Lord.

This is Gethsemane
The place of dark valley
Lead me with Thy staff
Comfort me with Thy rod.

This is Gethsemane
The place of humility
The glory is stripped off
The hope is dwindling.

This is Gethsemane
The place of loneliness
Send your angel, Lord
Give me a word of hope.

This is Gethsemane
This place is holy
I may fall and worship
I may see Thy glory.

This is Gethsemane
A seed is sown here.
The seed is sleeping
It lives under the earth.

This is Gethsemane
The fruit is smashedhere
The seed sprouts in its time
With new shoots of glory.

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