Christ in Gethsemane Samuel F. Smith, pub.1832 recast by Anonymous/Unknown, pub.1897 copyright status is Public Domain Subjects: Crucifixion, Suffering Scripture: Luke 22:41-44 Christ in Gethsemane [.xml] Anonymous/Unknown har., pub.1897 copyright status is Public Domain Key: D Meter: 8.6.8.6.6.5.6.7 Learn about music formats... view sheet music [.pdf] [.sib] play midi [.mid] This song in other languages: .pdf Deutsch (German) .pdf Pусский (Russian)	Beyond where Cedron’s waters flow, So brightly and so free, Behold the loving Savior go To sad Gethsemane. Refrain: Go to Gethsemane, Hear that mournful sound; See the Savior weeping, Weeping on the cold, damp ground. His countenance is all divine, His heav’nly bearing see! Yet grief appears in every line While in Gethsemane. He bows beneath the sins of men, Whilst they are filled with glee; He cries to God and cries again In sad Gethsemane. He lifts His mournful eyes above, And cries, “O Father may This cup, this bitter cup remove!” Oh, sad Gethsemane! With gentle resignation still, For thee, my soul, for thee, He yielded to His Father’s will In sad Gethsemane.

Christ in Gethsemane

Samuel F. Smith, pub.1832
recast by Anonymous/Unknown, pub.1897

Christ in Gethsemane [.xml]

Anonymous/Unknown
har., pub.1897

Key: D

Meter: 8.6.8.6.6.5.6.7

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Beyond where Cedron’s waters flow,
So brightly and so free,
Behold the loving Savior go
To sad Gethsemane.
- Refrain:
  Go to Gethsemane,
  Hear that mournful sound;
  See the Savior weeping,
  Weeping on the cold, damp ground.
His countenance is all divine,
His heav’nly bearing see!
Yet grief appears in every line
While in Gethsemane.
He bows beneath the sins of men,
Whilst they are filled with glee;
He cries to God and cries again
In sad Gethsemane.
He lifts His mournful eyes above,
And cries, “O Father may
This cup, this bitter cup remove!”
Oh, sad Gethsemane!
With gentle resignation still,
For thee, my soul, for thee,
He yielded to His Father’s will
In sad Gethsemane.