“Then Jesus went with them to a place called Gethsemane” -Matt. 26:36
1 ‘Tis midnight; and on Olive’s brow
The star is dimmed that lately shone;
‘Tis midnight, in the garden now,
The suffering Saviour prays alone.
2 ‘Tis midnight; and from all removed,
The Saviour wrestles ‘lone with fears;
E’en that disciple whom He loved
Heeds not his Master’s grief and tears.
3 ‘Tis midnight; and for other’s guilt,
The Man of sorrows weeps in blood;
Yet He that hath in anguish knelt
Is not forsaken by His God.
4 ‘Tis midnight; and from other plains
Is borne the song that angels know;
Unheard by mortals are the strains
That sweetly soothe the Saviour’s woe