GETHSEMANE

GO to dark Gethsemane,
Ye that feel the tempter's power;
Your Redeemer's conflict see;
Watch with Him one bitter hour;
Turn not from His griefs away:
Learn of Jesus Christ to pray.

HE dies! the Friend ol Sinners dies!
Lo! Salem's daughters weep Around!
A solemn darkness veils the skies,
A sudden trembling shakes the ground :
Come, saints, and with your tears bedew
The Sufferer,bruised beneath your load