Hymnal for Church and Home (2nd ed.) ‎#108

108. Over Kedron Jesus Passeth

1 Over Kedron Jesus treadeth
To His passion for us all,
Every eye should now be weeping;
Tears of bitter grief let fall!
Round Him flock the cruel foes,
Place their shafts and bend their bows
Aiming at the Savior solely,
While the world forsakes Him wholly.

2 David once, with heart afflicted
Crossed the Kedron's narrow brook,
While the darkened clouds envied him
And in anguish deep he shook;
But, O Jesus, darker now
Bend the clouds about Thy brow
As Thou nearest death's grim portals
For the sin and shame of mortals.

3 See how agonized He falleth
As the shadows round Him drop;
Thrice He to His Father calleth
Praying that the bitter cup
He from Him will take away--
Yet, in meekness He doth pray:
Not my will but Thine, O Father;
Then the angels round Him gather.

4 See Him falling down in anguish
In the dark and evil hour,
Agonies untold assail Him
And their darts upon Him shower.
All the garden flowers are wet
With the drops of bloody sweat
From His anguished frame distilling,
Man's redemption thus fulfilling.

5 But, O flowers, so sadly watered
By this pure and precious dew
In a blessed hour your blossoms
'Neath the olive-shadows grew!
Eden's garden did not bear
Aught that can with you compare,
For the blood, thus freely given
Makes my soul the heir of heaven.

Text Information

• First Line: Over Kedron Jesus passeth
• Title: Over Kedron Jesus Passeth
• Author: Thomas Kingo
• Meter: 8, 7, 8, 7, 7, 7, 8, 8.
• Language: English
• Publication Date: 1928
• Topic: Passion and Easter
• Notes: Danish first line: Over Kedron Jesus traeder; Translator: J. Jeffry

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