Gethsemane by Loretta Lynn Lyrics

In the garden of Gethsemane, Jesus suffered there
The sweat became as 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? Divide it in four parts
Who shall wear the Savior's robe? We shall all cast lots

Gamblin' over the Savior's clothes, oh what an awful shame
When Jesus was hangin' on the cross, they thought it was just a game
I wonder how the soldiers 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? Divide it 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 it Easter morning when the angel rolled the stone away
Who shall wear his garment? Divide it in four parts
Who shall wear the Savior's robe? We shall all cast lots