Gethsemane - Loretta Lynn

In the garden of Gethsemane Jesus suffered there

His sweat became his blood they say, he spent the night in prayer

They whipped him up the mountain, made him carry his cross

He died to save the sinner man, he died to save the lost

Who shall wear his garment divided in four parts

Who shall wear the savior’s robe, we shall all cast lots

Gambling over the saviors clothes oh what an awful shame

When Jesus was hanging on the cross they thought it was just a game

I wonder how the solders felt when the day turned black as night

Do you think they ran and hid and trembled with their fright

Who shall wear his garment divided in four parts

Who shall wear the savior’s robe, we shall all cast lots

Do you think that they felt sorry for the wrong that they had done

When they learned the Jew they crucified, was God’s own chosen son

My savior was a humble man who did no wrong they say

Now we call Easter morning, when the angel rolled the stone away

Who shall wear his garment divided in four parts

Who shall wear the savior’s robe, we shall all cast lots