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On a hillside so lonely, knelt Jesus one day,
Soul wounded and weary,He went there to pray,
By friends there forsaken, So lonely he feels,
To Heaven He's crying: in helpless appeal.
But a Golden day has broken, in old Gethsename
The morning's all come singing, The song's of Victory,
There's a new Highway to Glory, The road the Jesus Trod,
With a Ha-Lo were traveling the pathway to God.
On a hillside in a Garden, such suffering I see
In humble submission,He's making His Plea,
His Bloodstains are Bursting, Come sinner, Be true,
His cheeks are stained with Crimson for me and for you,
Oh the shadows are creeping, The Savior in pain,
The dark sky's are weeping, With Dewdrop's as rain,
The Angel's Bear Wittness, to Jesus Devine Surrender
completely, Oh Savior Of Mine.
But a new day is breaking, The Victory is won,
The flowers rejoicing, A new day is born,
The Angel's exclaiming, Sweet music they chime,
For Crowning Of Jesus, Your Savior And Mine... |
