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Markus 14:32-35

Lukas 22:39-46

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Markus 14:32-35

• [Mrk 14:32] Beautiful Garden Of Prayer, The

  There’s a garden where Jesus is waiting, There’s a place that is wondrously fair, For it glows with the light of His presence. ’Tis the beautiful garden of prayer. Refrain Oh, the beautiful garden, the garden of prayer! Oh, the beautiful garden of prayer! There my Savior awaits, and He opens the gates To the beautiful garden of prayer. There’s a garden where Jesus is waiting, And I go with my burden and care, Just to learn from His lips words of comfort In the beautiful garden of prayer. Refrain There’s a garden where Jesus is waiting, And He bids you to come, meet Him there; Just to bow and receive a new blessing In the beautiful garden of prayer. Refrain

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• [Mrk 14:32] Gethsemane

  My Jesus, I would ne’er forget, That hour I spent with Thee; When there I saw Thy bloody sweat In dark Gethsemane. Refrain I’ll ne’er forget, I’ll ne’er forget, I’ll ne’er forgetful be, When there I saw Thy bloody sweat In dark Gethsemane. ’Twas in that olive grove I felt That Thou hadst died for me; Alas, how great I saw my guilt While in Gethsemane. Refrain I thought of how Thy heart did throb, While “all” Thine own did flee, And left Thee with the cruel mob, In sad Gethsemane. Refrain ’Twas there I felt my grief and shame In oft forsaking Thee, How precious was Thy very Name In dear Gethsemane. Refrain Should e’er our love to Thee grow cold, And we forgetful be, We’ll call to mind Thy love untold While in Gethsemane. Refrain

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• [Mrk 14:32] Go To Dark 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. See Him at the judgment hall, beaten, bound, reviled, arraigned; O the wormwood and the gall! O the pangs His soul sustained! Shun not suffering, shame, or loss; learn of Christ to bear the cross. Calvary’s mournful mountain climb; there, adoring at His feet, Mark that miracle of time, God’s own sacrifice complete. “It is finished!” hear Him cry; learn of Jesus Christ to die. Early hasten to the tomb where they laid His breathless clay; All is solitude and gloom. Who has taken Him away? Christ is risen! He meets our eyes; Savior, teach us so to rise.

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• [Mrk 14:32] In Gethsemane Alone

  Oh, what wondrous love I see, Freely shown for you and me, By the One Who did atone! Just to show His matchless grace, Jesus suffered for the race, In Gethsemane, alone. Refrain Oh, what love, matchless love, Oh, what love for me was shown! His forever I will be, For the love He gave to me, When He suffered all alone. “Tarry here,” He told the three, “Tarry here and watch for Me,” But they heard no bitter moan; For the three disciples slept While my loving Savior wept In Gethsemane, alone. Refrain Long in anguish deep was He, Weeping there for you and me, For our sin to Him was known; We should love Him evermore For the anguish that He bore In Gethsemane, alone. Refrain

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• [Mrk 14:32] Into The Woods

  Into the woods my Master went, Clean forspent, forspent, Into the woods my Master came, Forspent with love and shame. But the olives they were not blind to Him. The little grey leaves were kind to Him, The thorn tree had a mind to Him, When into the woods He came. Out of the woods my Master came And he was well content; Out of the woods my Master came, Content with death and shame. When death and shame would woo Him last, From under the trees they drew Him last, ’Twas on a tree they slew Him—last When out of the woods He came.

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Lukas 22:39-46

• [Luk 22:40] O Savior! When Thy Loving Hand

  O Savior! when Thy loving hand Has brought us o’er the sea, Through perils many, safe to land— The land we longed to see. Oh, help us, for Thy help we need Each moment more and more In perils that we scarcely heed, More deadly, on the shore. Lord, save us! and the Christian name Oh, help us pure to keep, On sea or land, alike the same, Till we in death shall sleep. Then through Thy merits, washed and clean From sin’s polluting stain, In raiment white may we be seen With all Thy saints to reign.

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• [Luk 22:41] I Stand Amazed In The Presence

  I stand amazed in the presence Of Jesus the Nazarene, And wonder how He could love me, A sinner, condemned, unclean. Refrain O how marvelous! O how wonderful! And my song shall ever be: O how marvelous! O how wonderful! Is my Savior’s love for me! For me it was in the garden He prayed: “Not My will, but Thine.” He had no tears for His own griefs, But sweat drops of blood for mine. Refrain In pity angels beheld Him, And came from the world of light To comfort Him in the sorrows He bore for my soul that night. Refrain He took my sins and my sorrows, He made them His very own; He bore the burden to Calvary, And suffered and died alone. Refrain When with the ransomed in glory His face I at last shall see, ’Twill be my joy through the ages To sing of His love for me. Refrain

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• [Luk 22:42] Night, With Ebon Pinion

  Night, with ebon pinion, brooded o’er the vale; All around was silent, save the night wind’s wail, When Christ, the Man of Sorrows, In tears, and sweat, and blood, Prostrate in the garden, raised His voice to God. Smitten for offenses which were not His own, He, for our transgressions, had to weep alone; No friend with words to comfort, Nor hand to help was there, When the Meek and Lowly humbly bowed in prayer. “Abba, Father, Father, if indeed it may, Let this cup of anguish pass from Me, I pray; Yet, if it must be suffered, by Me, Thine only Son, Abba, Father, Father, let Thy will be done.”

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• [Luk 22:44] Sion’s Daughter, Weep No More

  Sion’s daughter, weep no more, Though thy troubled heart be sore; He of Whom the psalmist sung, He Who woke the prophet’s tongue, Christ, the Mediator blest, Brings thee everlasting rest. In a garden man became Heir of sin, and death, and shame; Jesus in a garden wins Life, and pardon for our sins; Through His hour of agony Praying in Gethsemane. There for us He intercedes; There with God the Father pleads; Willing there for us to drain To the dregs the cup of pain, That in everlasting day He may wipe our tears away. Therefore to His Name be giv’n, Glory both in earth and Heav’n; To the Father, and the Son, And the Spirit, Three in One, Honor, praise and glory be Now and through eternity.

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• [Luk 22:46] Lord, Through This Holy Week Of Our Salvation

  Lord, through this holy week of our salvation, Which Thou hast won for us who went astray, In all the conflict of Thy sore temptation, We would continue with Thee day by day. We would not leave Thee, though our weak endurance Make us unworthy here to take our part; Yet give us strength to trust the sweet assurance That Thou, O Lord, art greater than our heart. Thou didst forgive Thine own who slept for sorrow, Thou didst have pity, O have pity now, And let us watch through each sad eve and morrow With Thee, in holy prayer and solemn vow. Along that sacred way where Thou art leading, Which Thou didst take to save our souls from loss, Let us go also, till we see Thee pleading In all prevailing prayer upon Thy cross. Until Thou see Thy bitter travail’s ending, The world redeemed, the will of God complete, And, to Thy Father’s hands Thy soul commending, Thou lay the work He gave Thee at His feet.

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