| Song | Go With Me To Gethsemane |
| Album | Passiontide Hymns |
| Genre | Traditional Christian Hymns |
| Writer(s) | Charles M. Fillmore |
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| Tags | Go With Me To Gethsemane |
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Go With Me To Gethsemane,
The Savior Bowed In Prayer There See,
While In His Bitter Agony,
He Sweats Great Drops Of Blood For Thee.
O Not By Silver, Nor By Gold,
Nor Things Corruptible As These,
But By His Precious, Priceless Blood,
Christ Gained Us Our Release.
Go! See Him Bound Of Hands And Feet,
While Scourge And Thong And Biting Lash,
Laid On By Brutal Soldiers Hands,
Draw Streams Of Blood From Many A Gash.
Go! See Again That Life-Blood Flow,
From Thorns That Pierce His Kindly Brow,
While Crowds Contemptuous Stand Around,
And, Mocking, Low Before Him Bow.
Go With Me Now To Calvary,
There See Him Hanging On The Tree
Until The Last Drops Of His Blood
Was Shed To Set This Vile World Free.
