Dark Was the Night

Verse 1

Dark was the night, and cold the ground On which the Lord was laid; His sweat like drops of blood ran down; In agony He prayed.

Verse 2

"Father, remove this bitter cup, If such Thy sacred will; If not, content to drink it up Thy pleasure I fulfill."

Verse 3

Go the the garden, sinner, see Those precious drops that flow; The heavy load He bore for thee; For thee He lies so low.

Verse 4

Then learn of Him the cross to bear; Thy Father's will obey; And when temptations press thee near, Awake to watch and pray.