This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1884 edition. Excerpt: … after they had sung a hymn, They to the Mount of Olives came; Then to Gethsemane. But words must fail, and thoughts must shrink, As we approach the awful brink Of that tremendous sea. There did the Saviour’s woes begin, His conflict with God’s wrath for sin, And with the powers of hell. The mighty struggle was so great, My spirit trembles to relate A scene so terrible! The night was dark, and overhead Black stormy clouds had quickly spread; The distant thunder roll’d. The Garden of Gethsemane A gloomy scene presents to me; And sorrows deep unfold! The voice of Mercy was not heard; There Justice of our dearest Lord Demanded all His claim. The time was due for its discharge, And He had brought the debt at large Made out in Jesus’ Name. The Saviour stood and look’d aghast To see the present and the past, And all the future sum. But He had sign’d the sacred deed; And now He knew that He must bleed, And all His foes o'ercome. The weight of sins which Jesus bore, The vast unreckonable score Which on His bosom lay Made Him emit great drops of blood, And groan beneath the heavy load, In sad Gethsemane! He knew before the debt was great; But then He felt the pond'rous weight Which press’d upon His soul. He pray’d and cried beneath the load, And said, ‘ O spare Me, Father, God, If it be possible!’ See here a place for God to show The nature of His holy Law, And the desert of sin. It was not possible to spare His own beloved Son so dear; He must endure the pain. He must accomplish as a God The work for which He surely stood, Tho’ nature bow’d to feel The dreadful weight which on Him lay Till He had borne the curse away, And vanquish’d death and hell. The penalty of sin was laid Upon His consecrated head; There He a victim stood. To Him the ceremonial law…
