Cold Gethsemane, the sweat and tears

Verse 1

Cold Gethsemane! the sweat and tears, Witnessed by thee, from Him Who came to save and calm our fears, And bring us back to heaven.

Verse 2

The thought of that sad hour– the day, So chill, the night so cold, Th'amazing grief that on Him lay, Might well amaze my soul.

Verse 3

They all forsake Him now, weak men Alas! men always do, Forsake their God, always– ah then, Can sinful man be true!

Verse 4

How shall I Thee require, my Lord, For all Thy grief and pain, How magnify Thy gracious word, Or how, extend Thy fame?

Verse 5

I'll take the cup of blessing now, And drink before Thy face, And sound throughout the world below, The wonders of Thy grace.

Verse 6

AMEN.