In the still gar­den, dark and lone,
See Him in pray­er—the sin­less One;
His loved dis­ci­ples sad­ly sleep
The Lord, alone, a watch doth keep.

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The morn­ing breaks! The sha­dows flee;
All hail the song of vic­to­ry!
The gloom of death has passed away
Before the dawn of East­er day;
The gloom of death has passed away
Before the glo­ri­ous dawn of East­er day.

Soon comes the hour of cru­el pain;
Soon must the Lamb of God be slain;
Look How he pleads new strength and pow­er
To bear—alone—dark Cal­vry’s hour.

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Within the gar­den still and lone,
Ere yet the mid­night watch is done;
Hark to the sound of an­gel wings
For One from Heav’n sweet com­fort brings.

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Hark to the cla­mor of the crowd!
Hark to those voic­es strange and loud!
They bear Him to the cross of pain,
And lo!—for us—the Lord is slain!

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O Lamb of God! O sin­less One!
Such love as Thine was ne­ver known;
O love di­vine that suf­fered so—
That bore—for us—such weight of woe!

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