GETHSEMANE (THE OIL PRESS)
Ian Yates (c) 2021 Elim Sound Publishing (Admin Song Solutions)

Verse 1
There in the garden He prayed
Overwhelmed with sorrow and pain 
The perfect Son of God was crushed in agony 
Drops of blood fell to the ground 
In His conflict He cried out 
‘Father is it possible this cup could pass me by’ 

Verse 2
‘Yet Not my will, but Yours be done’
All the burdens of our sin
Weighed upon the shoulders of the spotless One
And He Knew that He would die
A joy set before His eyes
In His suffering, He knew His death would bring us life

Chorus
At the oil press
Christ was crushed for us
Oh the sacrifice of our Saviour
May I not forget, all He’s done for us
All the weight of sin 
On Christ our Saviour

Verse 3
Now Because of all He’s done
I receive His perfect love
A Comfort that surpasses any earthly peace
And Now Through His agony
My life forever free
I’m living in the certainty that I am His 

Bridge:
Thank You for the sacrifice
Thank You for the sacrifice
Thank You for the sacrifice
Thank You for the sacrifice

End:
Christ our Saviour