On the hillside so lonely knelt 
Jesus one day So wounded and worried he went there to pray 
My friends there forsaken so lonely he feels 
To heaven he's crying in helpless up here 
But the golden day has broken in old 
Gethsemane The mourner orphans singing the songs of victory 
There's a new highway to glory the road that 
Jesus try With a halo we're traveling the pathway too far