Grief stricken and alone
The Savior's friends are sleeping at His anguished hour
Desperate for a change of plan
Jesus leans upon the Father's power
Dear Father, not My will but Yours be done
You are the Father and I am Your Son
With You all things are possible
And You are greater than I
So, if I must, then let Me die
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem