XXXVI. Gethsemane

1 Great high priest we view the stooping
With our names upon thy breast;
In the garden groaning, drooping,
To the ground, with sorrow prest.

2 Weeping angels stood confounded,
To behold their maker thus;
And can we remain unwounded,
When we know 'twas all for us?

3 On the cross thy body broken
Cancels every penal tie;
Tempted souls produce the token,
All demands to satisfy.

4 All is finish'd, do not doubt it,
But believe your dying Lord,
Never reason more about it,
Only take him at his word.

5 Lord we fain would trust thee solely,
'Twas for us thy blood was spilt;
Bruised bridegroom, take us wholly,
Take and make us what thou wilt.

6 Thou hast borne the bitter sentence
Past on man's devoted race;
True belief and true repentance,
Are thy gifts, thou God of grace.

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First Line: Great high priest we view the stooping
Title: Gethsemane
Language: English
Publication Date: 1802
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