If We Would Christ's Disciples Be

Gethsemane, O woeful place,
Where Jesus sought the Father's face!
O take the cup of death from me,
Its awful pain and agony!
Yet not my will, but Thine be done;
This was the plea of God's own Son.
None other could for sin atone;
In anguish deep He prayed alone.

If we would Christ's disciples be
Our will with His must blended be;
Our very self must be overcome
That we may say, "Thy will be done."
As Jesus in Gethsemane
By prayer attained the victory,
So shall we, when we seek His face,
Still find in Him abundant grace.

--Hymns of Zion #63 vs. 2 & 4