Hymnal: The Christian Psalmist
Date: 1850
Compiler: Silas W Leonard and A D Fillmore
Publisher/Printer: S W Leonard
First Line: Hallowed Gethsemane
Topic: <no topic given>
Writer: <no first name given> <no last name given>
Composer:
Meter: PM
Tune: Gethsemane
Hymn Number: <no hymn number given>
Page Number: 128, click to see hymnal pages
LyicsHal-low-ed Geth-sem-a-ne,
Once the Sa-viour knelt in thee,
And up-on the midnight air
Rose his voice in humble prayer;
Father, hear thy suff-ring Son,
Yet thy ho-ly will be done.
Hark! me thinks I hear him say,
Let this cup now pass a-way;
Sorrowful Gethsemane,
There the Saviour bowed for me;
Lord of all, behold he pleads;
Sinless, yet behold he bleeds;
All this fearful agony.
O my soul, he bears for thee;
Freely for thee there drinks up
To its dregs the bitter cup.
Triumphant Gethsemane!
Satan's power was crushed in thee;
For when Jesus humbly knelt
To the stroke man should have felt,
Man was rescued in that hour
From the yoke of Satan's power;
Rescued then, he hopes to rise
To the joys of paradise.