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THE GARDEN OF GETHSEMANE, by            
First Line: Gethsemane! There's holy blood
Last Line: So dark a deed, so black a crime!
Subject(s): Gethsemane


Gethsemane! there's holy blood
Upon thy green and waving brow;
Gethsemane! a God hath stood,
And o'er thy branches bended low!
There, drops of agony have hung
Mingled with blood upon his brow;
For sin his bosom there was wrung,
And there it bled for human woe.
There, in the darkest hour of night,
Alone he watched, alone he prayed;
Didst thou not tremble at the sight?
A God reviled! -- a God betrayed!
Gethsemane! so dark a scene
Ne'er blotted the wide book of time!
Oblivion's veil can never screen
So dark a deed, so black a crime!





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