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GETHSEMANE




Many woes had Christ endured,
Many sore temptations met,
Patient, and to pain’s inured;
But the sorest trial yet
Was to be sustained in thee,
Gloomy, sad Gethsemane!


Came at length the dreadful night,
Vengeance, with its iron rod,
Stood, and with collected might,
Bruised the harmless Lamb of God:
See, my soul, the Saviour see,
Groveling in Gethsemane.


There my God bore all my guilt;
This through grace can be believed;
But the torments which he felt,
Are too vast to be conceived:
None can penetrate through thee,
Doleful, dark Gethsemane.


All my sins against my God ;
All my sins against his laws;
All my sins against his blood;
All my sins against his cause;
Sins as boundless as the sea;
Hide me, O Gethsemane.


Here’s my claim, and here alone;
None a Saviour more can need;
Deeds of righteousness I’ve none;
Nor a work that I can plead;
Not a glimpse of hope for me,
Only in Gethsemane.


Father, Son, and Holy Ghost,
One almighty God of love,
Praised by all the heavenly host,
In thy shining courts above;
We poor sinners, gracious Three,
Bless thee for Gethsemane.


There my God bore all my guilt;
This through grace can be believed;
But the horrors which he felt,
Are too vast to be conceived:
None can penetrate through thee,
Doleful, dark Gethsemane.


---Alternative verses---


Came at length the dreadful night,
Vengeance, with its iron rod,
Stood, and with collected might,
Bruised the harmless Lamb of God:
See, my soul, the Saviour see,
Prostrate in Gethsemane.


There my God bore all my guilt;
This through grace can be believed;
But the horrors which he felt,
Are too vast to be conceived:
None can penetrate through thee,
Doleful, dark Gethsemane.


Sins against a holy God,
Sins against his righteous laws,
Sins against his love, his blood,
Sins against his name and cause
Sins immense as in the sea!
Hide me, O Gethsemane!


Here’s my claim, and here alone;
None a Saviour more can need;
Deeds of righteousness I’ve none;
No: not one good work to plead;
Not a glimpse of hope for me,
Only in Gethsemane.


Father, Son, and Holy Ghost,
One almighty God of love,
Hymned by all the heavenly host,
In thy shining courts above;
We poor sinners, gracious Three,
Bless thee for Gethsemane.

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LYRICS
Meter: 7 7 7 7 7 7
Writer(s):
    Trans/Adapted:
      Dates:
      Bible Refs: Mt 26:36-45;
      LIST OF LYRIC SOURCES
      Hymn/Song Book Year Song #
      1815# 307
      1866# 291
      MUSIC
      Name: PETRA (REDHEAD NO. 76)
      Meter: 7 7 7 7 7 7
      Writer(s):
        Dates: 1853
        SCORE PREVIEW
        score
        ALTERNATIVE TUNES
        Name meter
        7 7 7 7 7 7
        7 7 7 7 7 7
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