About
I am a servant of God, retired from the working world but working full time writing and producing music to spread the Gospel through song. Messages given me to pass on to God's people and those that should be God's people, messages of warning, of love and hope, of encouragement in these the last days of a corrupt and dying world. I am a songwriter that does not perform what he writes, I look for an artist that sings better than they write, that look for new material to sing. I have written over 3000 songs, most of which are Gospel in a number of style and tempos. Country, Southern and bluegrass being the main flavor. I have self-produced a number of recordings over the years which got a fair amount of airplay, a # one song, and an SHAI award. I boast only in the fact that the Lord has trusted me enough to give me His songs to write. If you are an artist interested in hearing some of the songs He has given me, for possible recording, email me (ecadams@xplornet.ca) and I will give you a link to listen. I don't have a personal website or a social site but I do have several storage sites for my songs of different genres, which I give to those interested enough to make personal contact. I also have a number of pages on CD Baby where people can hear, purchase CDs or downloads. They can also purchase CDs by mail directly from me.
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IN THE GARDEN (GETHSEMANE)
In the garden/ Gethsemane
He prepared for Calvary
Where He would suffer—in agony—for us all
In the garden/ while disciples slept
Jesus prayed and Jesus wept
Great drops of blood/ mixed with His sweat—from His brow would fall—would fall
CHORUS
Father let this cup pass from me
But not my will but thine
I will obey what you say
For your will is mine
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In the garden/ by dark of night
They took Him by strength of might
He would not let His disciples fight---for He knew
This was the way/ that it had to be
He must die on Calvary
To pay our price/ to set us free---this thing He must do--- must do
REPEAT CHORUS
In the garden/ He was betrayed
By a kiss that Judas made
Thirty pieces of silver was paid---for God's Son
The price was small/ but the cost was high
Son of God for man would die
Paid our ransom/so by and by---to Him we could come---could come
REPEAT CHORUS
© 2012 Everett Adams (Newsflash Sounds)