Go to dark Gethsemane, all who feel the tempter’s pow’r;
Your Redeemer’s conflict see; watch with Him one bitter hour;
Turn not from His griefs away; learn from Jesus Christ to pray.
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 suff’ring, shame, or loss; learn from Him to bear the cross.
Calv’ry’s mournful mountain climb; there, adoring at His feet,
Mark that miracle of time, God’s own sacrifice complete;
“It is finished!” hear Him cry; learn from Jesus Christ to die.
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.