You're familiar with this place
You've been down this road before
There's a garden where You wept
Where Your tears had soaked the floor
And in all Your earthly days
You never wavered in Your words
That the Father's will be kept
The cup You endured
From Gethsemane up to Calvary
You learned obedience
Through Your suffering
And in the crushing You said not a thing
Lord it pleased You to endure it all
For the ones that You would call Your own
You taught us how to pray
By the pain You'd come to know
You said hallowed be Your name
Let Your kingdom come
So I open up my hands
To receive this better cup
For my daily breads been broken
I am washed by Your blood
Give me oil in my lamp keep me burning
Give me oil in my lamp I pray
Give me oil in my lamp keep me burning
Keep me burning till the break of day
Oh sing Hosanna sing Hosanna
Sing Hosanna to the King
And in the crushing You said not a thing
Lord it pleased You to endure it all
For the ones that You would call Your own
When I look back at this garden
Let my spirit leap again
God forbid I live a moment
That I let myself forget
The indescribable aroma
That my being still recalls
The sweet fragrance of Your oil
Poured out when You gave it all
