1 Go to dark Gethsemane,
all who feel the tempter's power;
your Redeemer's conflict see,
watch with him one bitter hour:
turn not from his griefs away
teach us, Lord, how we should pray.
2 Follow to the judgment hall,
view the Lord of life arraigned.
Oh, the wormwood and the gall!
Oh, the pangs his soul sustained!
Shun not suffering, shame, or loss
help us, Lord, to bear our cross.
3 Calvary's mournful mountain climb;
there, adoring at his feet,
mark the miracle of time,
God's own sacrifice complete:
""It is finished!"" hear him cry
save us, Lord, when death draws nigh.
4 Early hasten to the tomb
where they laid his breathless clay
all is solitude and gloom
Who has taken him away
Christ is risen He meets our eyes
Savior, teach us so to rise.