3 Gethsemane can I forget?
Or there thy conflict see,
Thine agony and bloody sweat,
And not remember thee?
4 When to the cross I turn mine eyes,
And rest on Calvary,
O Lamb of God, my sacrifice!
I must remember thee;--
5 Remember thee, and all thy pains,
And all thy love to me;
Yea, while a breath, a pulse, remains,
Will I remember thee.
140. P. M. Whittier.
Watching with Jesus.
1 O Thou, who in the garden's shade
Didst wake thy weary ones again,
Who slumbered at that fearful hour,
Forgetful of thy pain,--
2 Bend o'er us now, as over them,
And set our sleep-bound spirits free,
Nor leave us slumbering in the watch
Our souls should keep with thee!
141. P. M. F. H. Hedge.
Strength from the Cross.
1 "It is finished!" Man of sorrows!
From thy cross our frailty borrows
Strength to bear and conquer thus.
2 While extended there we view thee,
Mighty Sufferer! draw us to thee;
Sufferer victorious!
3 Not in vain for us uplifted,
Man of sorrows, wonder-gifted!
May that sacred emblem be;
4 Lifted high amid the ages,
Guide of heroes, saints, and sages,
May it guide us still to thee!
5 Still to thee! whose love unbounded
Sorrow's depths for us has sounded,
Perfected by conflicts sore.
6 Honored be thy cross forever;
Star, that points our high endeavor
Whither thou hast gone before!
142. 6 & 10s. M. *Mrs. Miles.
Looking unto Jesus.
1 It was no path of flowers,
Which, through this world of ours,
Beloved of the Father, thou didst tread;
And shall we in dismay
Shrink from the narrow way,
When clouds and darkness are around it spread?
2 O thou, who art our life,
Be with us through the strife;
Thy holy head by earth's fierce storms was bowed;
Raise thou our eyes above,
To see a Father's love
Beam, like a bow of promise, through the cloud.
3 And, O, if thoughts of gloom
Should hover o'er the tomb,
That light of love our guiding star shall be;
Our spirits shall not dread
The shadowy way to tread,
Friend, Guardian, Saviour, which doth lead to thee.
143. 7s. M. Montgomery.
Made Perfect Through Suffering.
1 Go to dark Gethsemane,
Ye that feel temptation'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!
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