A Medley combining “Down from His Glory,” by William E. Booth-Clibborn, Arr. from E. di Capus Copyright 1921; Renewal 1949 by Wm. E. Booth-Clibborn, Assigned to Zondervan-Herman Corp. “’Neath the Old Olive Trees” words and music B. B. McKinney, Copyright 1927, Renewal 1957,  & International Copyright, Broadman Press, owner. ’Neath the Old Olive Trees  is based upon Matthew 26:36-45; Mark 14:32--41; and most especially, Luke 22:39-44. “The Love of God Has Been Extended,”  Words and music from memory from New Songs of Inspiration #3, (now out of print) John T. Benson Co., Nashville.
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"The Creator's Sacrifice" Medley Arranged 1993 by Samuel M. Smith
* denotes “Down from His Glory”
** denotes “’Neath the Old Olive Trees”
*** denotes “The Love of God Has Been Extended”

* Down from His glory, Ever living story,
My God and Savior came, And Jesus was His name.
Born in a manger, To His own a stranger,
A man of sorrows, tears and agony.
Oh, how I love Him! How I adore Him!
My breath, my sunshine, my all-in-all!
The great Creator became my Savior,
And all God’s fullness dwelleth in Him.

** ’Neath the stars of the night
Walked the Savior of Light,
In the garden of dew-ladened breeze:
Where no light could be found, Jesus knelt on the ground,
There He prayed ’Neath the old  olive trees.
’Neath the old olive trees, ’Neath the old olive trees,
Went the Savior alone on His knees:
“Not My will, Thine be done,” cried the Father’s own Son,
As He knelt ’neath the old olive trees.

*  What condescension, Bringing us redemption,
That in the dead of night, Not one faint hope in sight,
God, gracious, tender, Laid aside His splendor,
Stooping to me to save my soul from sin.
Oh, how I love Him! How I adore Him!
My breath, my sunshine, my all-in-all!
The great Creator became my Savior,
And all God’s fullness dwelleth in Him.

**All the sin of the world On the Savior was hurled,
As He knelt in the garden alone;
Hear His soul burdened plea, “Let this cup pass from Me,
Even so, not My will, Thine be done.”

**May my song ever be Of the love proffered me,
By my Lord all alone on His knees; Praise His wonderful name,
He who bore all my blame, As He knelt ’neath the old olive trees.
’Neath the old olive trees, ’Neath the old olive trees,
Went the Savior alone on His knees:
“Not My will, Thine be done,” cried the Father’s own Son,
As He knelt ’neath the old olive trees.

*Oh, how I love Him! How I adore Him!
My breath, my sunshine, my all-in-all!
The great Creator became my Savior,
And all God’s fullness dwelleth in Him.
Without reluctance, Flesh and blood His substance,
He took the form of man, Revealed the hidden plan.
Oh glorious myst’ry, Sacrifice of Calvary,
And now I know Thou art the great “I Am.”

***  The love of God has been extended
To a fallen race; Thru Christ the Savior of all men,
There’s hope and saving grace.

*  Oh, how I love Him! How I adore Him!
My breath, my sunshine, my all-in-all!
The great Creator became my Savior,
And all God’s fullness dwelleth in Him.

Yours for Jesus' sake,

Bro. Sam