Heaven was quiet that morn in the Garden

while angels gathered hushed in their awe.

Holy light cleansed his lone pathway.

As Father bowed His head His dear Son did enter.

He knelt. His heart was nearly breaking.

He prayed the world might be cleansed of its sin.

That hearts would yield to the Spirit.

Then joy would come, for Christ alone can heal our hearts

And we all have life eternal.

Strife will cease when we reach out to Christ.

He is the Lord of Creation

and in the Garden he became the Sacrificed One.

I bear my witness. I know the atonement was

made for me as I come unto Christ.

When I approach in repentance,

my spirit leaps for joy. I'm forgiven!

My sins are washed away and I am free of bondage.

Come unto Christ. Give him your heart.
Healer of my soul.

Come unto Christ. Give him your heart.
Healer of my soul.