Hymnal: Christian Psalms and Hymns
Date: 1839
Compiler: Walter Scott and Silas Leonard
Publisher/Printer: A S Tilden
First Line: Among the mountain trees
Topic: <no topic given>
Writer: <no first name given> <no last name given>
Composer:
Meter: CM with 8s
Tune:
Hymn Number: 703
Page Number: 423, click to see hymnal pages
LyicsAMONG the mountain trees
The winds were whispering low,
And night's ten thousand harmonies
Were harmonies of woe;
A voice of grief was on the gale,
It came from Kedron's gloomy vale.
It was the Savior's prayer,
That on the silence broke,
Imploring strength from heaven to bear
The sin-avenging stroke:
As in Gethsemane he knelt,
And pangs unknown his bosom felt.
The fitful star-light shone,
In dim and misty gleams;
Deep was his agonizing groan,
And large the vital streams
That trickled to the dewy sod,
Whiles Jesus raised his voice to God.
The chosen three that staid,
Their nightly watch to keep,
Left him thro' sorrows deep to wade,
And gave themselves to sleep:
Meekly and sad he prayed alone.
Strangely forgotten by his own.
Along the streamlets banks
The reckless traitor came,
And heavy on his bosom sank
The load of guilt and shame:
Yet unto them that waited nigh,
He gave the Lamb of God to die.
Among the mountain trees
The winds were whispering low,
And night's ten thousand harmonies,
Were harmonies of woe;
For cruel voices filled the gale
That came from Kedron's gloomy vale.