Four years of hard work!This month of May we celebrated four years on the air. We continue working on the dissemination of this wonderful instrument, thank you for participating in our story!
‘Neath the Old Olive Trees
A
‘Neath the stars of the night
D A
Walked the Savior of light,
E A
In the garden of dew-ladened breeze;
A
Where no light could be found,
G Bm
Jesus knelt on the ground,
A E A
There He prayed ‘neath the old olive trees.
A E
‘Neath the old olive trees,
E7 A
‘Neath the old olive trees,
B B7 E
Went the Savior alone on His knees:
A
Not My will, Thine be done,
G Bm
Cried the Father’s own Son,
A E A
As He knelt ‘neath the old olive trees.
A
All the sin of the world
D A
On the Savior was hurled,
E A
As He knelt in the garden alone;
A
Hear His soul-burdened plea,
G Bm
Let this cup pass from Me,
A E A
Even so, not My will, Thine be done.
A E
‘Neath the old olive trees,
E7 A
‘Neath the old olive trees,
B B7 E
Went the Savior alone on His knees:
A
Not My will, Thine be done,
G Bm
Cried the Father’s own Son,
A E A
As He knelt ‘neath the old olive trees.
A
May my song ever be
D A
Of the love proffered me,
E A
By my Lord all alone on His knees:
A
Praise His wonderful name,
G Bm
He who bore all my blame,
A E A
From the garden to dark Calvary
A E
‘Neath the old olive trees,
E7 A
‘Neath the old olive trees,
B B7 E
Went the Savior alone on His knees:
A
Not My will, Thine be done,
G Bm
Cried the Father’s own Son,
A E A
As He knelt ‘neath the old olive trees.
A
‘Neath the stars of the night
D A
Walked the Savior of light,
E A
In the garden of dew-ladened breeze;
A
Where no light could be found,
G Bm
Jesus knelt on the ground,
A E A
There He prayed ‘neath the old olive trees.
A E
‘Neath the old olive trees,
E7 A
‘Neath the old olive trees,
B B7 E
Went the Savior alone on His knees:
A
Not My will, Thine be done,
G Bm
Cried the Father’s own Son,
A E A
As He knelt ‘neath the old olive trees.
A
All the sin of the world
D A
On the Savior was hurled,
E A
As He knelt in the garden alone;
A
Hear His soul-burdened plea,
G Bm
Let this cup pass from Me,
A E A
Even so, not My will, Thine be done.
A E
‘Neath the old olive trees,
E7 A
‘Neath the old olive trees,
B B7 E
Went the Savior alone on His knees:
A
Not My will, Thine be done,
G Bm
Cried the Father’s own Son,
A E A
As He knelt ‘neath the old olive trees.
A
May my song ever be
D A
Of the love proffered me,
E A
By my Lord all alone on His knees:
A
Praise His wonderful name,
G Bm
He who bore all my blame,
A E A
From the garden to dark Calvary
A E
‘Neath the old olive trees,
E7 A
‘Neath the old olive trees,
B B7 E
Went the Savior alone on His knees:
A
Not My will, Thine be done,
G Bm
Cried the Father’s own Son,
A E A
As He knelt ‘neath the old olive trees.
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