Gethsemane

On the Path to Gethsemane,

I wonder if He thought of me,

I wonder if He spoke my name,

I wonder if i cried in shame,

On that day in olden times,

I wonder if He knew my crimes,

I wonder if He knelt in pause,

to think of all the pain I'd cause,

I think of how i hurt Him deep,

I think i may have made Him weep,

I think of all the things I've done,

I thinks of battles, lost and won,

I think of the love that He had to feel,

as He stopped and began to kneel,

I think of all the things He'd done,

I think of the War, He has already won,

Oh His love, how it amazes me,

Oh His love, how it humbles me,

Oh how i love what He did for me,

On that night in Gethsemane!