A guilty, weak, and helpless worm,

In Thy kind arms I fall:

Be Thou my strength and righteousness, My Jesus, and my all.

IV.

HART: WESLEY: TOPLADY :

&c. &c.

ESUS, while He dwelt below,
As divine historians say,

To a place would often go;
Near to Kedron's brook it lay;

In this place He loved to be;
And 'twas named Gethsemane.

'Twas a garden, as we read,

At the foot of Olivet,
Low, and proper to be made

The Redeemer's lone retreat : When from noise He would be free, Then He sought Gethsemane.

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Thither, by their Master brought,
His disciples likewise came;
There the heavenly truths He taught
Often set their hearts on flame;

Therefore they, as well as He,

Visited Gethsemane.

Oft conversing here they sat;

Or might join with Christ in prayer; Oh! what blest devotion's that,

When the Lord himself is there! All things to them seem'd t' agree

To endear Gethsemane.

Full of love to man's lost race,

On the conflict much He thought;
This He knew the destined place,
And He lov'd the sacred spot;
Therefore Jesus chose to be
Often in Gethsemane.

Came at length the dreadful night;

Vengeance, with its iron rod, Stood, and with collected might,

Bruised the harmless Lamb of God;

See, my soul, thy Saviour see,

Prostrate in Gethsemane !