Michael Card In The Garden
Michael Card Trembling with fear, alone in the garden Battle before the final war Blood became tears, there in the garden To fall upon the silent stone There in the darkness the Light And the darkness stood still Two choices, one tortured will And there once the choice had been made All the world could be saved by the One in the garden The light of the dawn, was seen in the garden By gentle eyes so sadly wise The angels appear, they come to the garden Clothed with sighs, they realize The One they adored from the start Will be broken apart By the ones He had come to save So their here simply now to be near He's no longer alone, they sit by moan
