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Not Mine, Be Done." 1 "Father divine!" the Saviour cried, While horrors pressed on every side, And prostrate on the ground he lay, "Remove this bitter cup away. 2 "But if these pangs must still be borne, Or helpless man be left forlorn, I bow my soul before thy throne, And say,--Thy will, not mine, be done!" 3 Thus our submissive souls would bow, And, taught by Jesus, lie as low; Our hearts, and not our lips alone, Would say,--Thy will, not ours, be done! 131. L. M. Anonymous. "Let This Cup Pass From Me." 1 A voice upon the midnight air, Where Kedron's moonlit waters stray, Weeps forth in agony of prayer, "O Father, take this cup away!" 2 Ah, thou who sorrow'st unto death, We conquer in thy mortal fray; And earth for all her children saith, "O God, take not this cup away!" 3 O Lord of sorrow, meekly die; Thou'lt heal or hallow all our woe; Thy peace shall still the mourner's sigh; Thy strength shall raise the faint and low. 4 Great chief of faithful souls, arise; None else can lead the martyr band, Who teach the soul how peril flies, When faith, unarmed, uplifts the hand. 5 O King of earth, the cross ascend; O'er climes and ages 'tis thy throne; Where'er thy fading eye may bend, The desert blooms and is thine own. 4 Thy parting blessing, Lord, we pray; Make but one fold below, above; And when we go the last, lone way, O, give the welcome of thy love. 132. C. H. M. Mrs. Hemans. The Agony in the Garden. 1 He knelt; the Saviour knelt and prayed, When but his Father's eye Looked, through the lonely garden's shade, On that dread agony; He poured in prayer his suppliant breath, Bowed down with sorrow unto death. 2 The sun went down in fearful hour; The heavens might well grow dim, When this mortality had power Thus to o'ershadow him; That he who came to save might know The very depths of human woe. 3 He knew them all,--the doubt, the strife, The faint, perplexing dread; The mists that hang o'er parting life All darkened round his head; And the Deliverer knelt to pray; Yet passed it not, that cup, away. 4 It pa
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