My Je­sus, I would ne’er for­get,
That hour I spent with Thee;
When there I saw Thy bloody sweat
In dark Geth­se­ma­ne.

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I’ll ne’er for­get, I’ll ne’er for­get,
I’ll ne’er for­get­ful be,
When there I saw Thy bloody sweat
In dark Geth­se­ma­ne.

’Twas in that ol­ive grove I felt
That Thou hadst died for me;
Alas, how great I saw my guilt
While in Geth­se­ma­ne.

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I thought of how Thy heart did throb,
While all Thine own did flee,
And left Thee with the cru­el mob,
In sad Geth­se­ma­ne.

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’Twas there I felt my grief and shame
In oft for­sak­ing Thee,
How pre­cious was Thy ve­ry name
In dear Geth­se­ma­ne.

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Should e’er our love to Thee grow cold,
And we for­get­ful be,
We’ll call to mind Thy love un­told
While in Geth­se­ma­ne.

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