Lyrics:

Then Jesus brought them to a garden grove, Gethsemane, and told them to sit down and wait while he wen on ahead to pray. He took Peter with him and Zebedee's two sons, James and John, and began to be filled with anguish and despair. Then he told them,'My soul is crushed with horror and sadness to the point of death. Stay here, stay awake with me.' He went forward a little and fell face downwards on the ground and prayed:

Jesus
The night is cold and quiet, my Lord
O let this cup pass from my lips
For I am so afraid

Father, help me now I pray
Save me from this trail I have to go through
Father, I have no one but you
Save me from the pain I have to bear

The night is cold and quiet my Lord
O let this cup pass from my lips
For I am so afraid

The nails are sharp and cruel, my Lord
O save me from a cross of wood
For I am so afraid

O God, the time is very near
I'm going to be betrayed by a man I trusted I cannot die upon a cross
Though not my will but yours, O God my Father

The nails are sharp and cruel, my Lord
But take me to the cross of wood
It is the only way