Sheet music:
(Lots of different arrangements here – and you can get it and rearrange it on musescore)
- In anguish in the garden the Saviour kneels to pray,
‘O Father! Abba! Father, would you take this cup away?’
With sweat like blood, with groans and tears,
With deathly sorrow, bitter fears.
‘Yet not my will. Lord, not my will, but yours be done.’
This is his road, the way he walked,
The path he calls us now to tread:
To lose our lives, forget ourselves and turn from sin;
To die with him in sorrow
And rise with him in glory, his everlasting glory.
This is his road. This is his path.
Come, follow him.
- In silence in the courtroom the Saviour stands alone,
Betrayed, denied, abandoned by the ones he called his own.
Through jeering, spitting, blows and pain,
The sinless One bears public shame.
‘Yet not my will. Lord, not my will, but yours be done.’
This is his road, the way he walked…
- In darkness on the hillside the Saviour hangs to die.
His arms stretched wide, he gives himself in faith to God on high.
The Lord of life submits to death,
Sin slaughtered with his final breath.
‘Yet not my will. Lord, not my will, but yours be done.’
This is his road, the way he walked…
- In glory in the heavens, the Saviour sits to reign,
As we wait in joyful hope until the day he comes again.
And then we’ll have no tears to cry,
For pain will end and death will die.
The Father’s will, his will alone, his will’s been done.
This is his road, the way he walked…
Words written 2023 Julie Rowbory
Written by Julie Rowbory for Easter 2024.
