Scripture Verse

They went to a place called Gethsemane, and Jesus said to the disciples, Sit here while I pray. Mark 14:32


Sidney C. Lanier

Words: Sid­ney C. La­nier, 1880. First ap­peared as a hymn in the Me­tho­dist Hym­nal, 1905.

Music: La­nier Pe­ter C. Lut­kin, 1905 (🔊 pdf nwc). The tune was writ­ten for these words.

Jesus in the Garden of Gethsemane, 1913


Into the woods my Master went,
Clean forspent, forspent,
Into the woods my Master came,
Forspent with love and shame.
But the olives they were not blind to Him.
The little grey leaves were kind to Him,
The thorn tree had a mind to Him,
When into the woods He came.

Out of the woods my Master came
And he was well content;
Out of the woods my Master came,
Content with death and shame.
When death and shame would woo Him last,
From under the trees they drew Him last,
’Twas on a tree they slew Him—last
When out of the woods He came.