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In the Bible we read of a beautiful prayer,
A prayer sent to heaven above;
It was prayed by a heart that was laden with care,
And filled with such wonderful love.
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You can catch the sad tone of His voice as he said,
"Thy will not my own must be done;"
As a lamb to the slaughter He soon must be led
To die as the Crucified One.
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As he prayed there alone in such deep agony,
It was a most beautiful prayer;
Just to think His great heart was all broken for me,
That He my great sorrow must share.
Refrain:
When the Savior was praying,
In the garden of Gethsemane,
He said, "loving Father,
If you will, let this cup pass from me;"
I know He was thinking
Of the anguish death would bring to His own,
How deep was His sorrow,
When Jesus was praying alone.
Author: Luther G.
Presley (1887–1974)
This song has an alto lead on the refrain, which I always hear in my grandmother's voice.
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