GETHSAMANE: A BALLAD

1. Come sing with me and I will sing you a song of the greatest lie, most heartbreaking. 2. In the Garden of Gethsamane, my sweet Lord spoke precious litanies, there I held your head in my lap’s cradle, its shallow grave. 3. fear is not a virtue of the weak, my love, but theContinue reading “GETHSAMANE: A BALLAD”