Thy Will Be Done

Peter

“Sit ye hear while I go and pray,” we heard the Master say,

And with just a few He walked away.

“Sorrow heavy fills my soul, even unto death.

“Will ye tarry hear and watch with me?”

Then He went a little further, fell upon His face and prayed,

“Oh, Father, if it can be, take away this cup from me.

“Yet not as I will, but Thy will be done.”

John

He returned unto us and found our spirits strong,

But flesh was weak and heavy eyes were closed.

James

“Sleepest thou? Why sleepest ye? Rise up and pray.

“Couldst thou not an hour watch with me?”

Then He went a little further, fell upon His face and prayed,

“Oh, Father, if it can be, take away this cup from me.

“Yet not as I will, but Thy will be done.”

Peter

Again He came, again we slept, so He prayed on alone:

“Father if Thou will, remove this cup from me.”

Then from heav’n an angel came, and gave Him strength to meet the pain,

“Oh, Father, Thy will be done.”

All

In agony on through the night He prayed more earnestly.

Great drops of blood from ev’ry pore did fall as He unlocked the door to Immortality.

For all the world – for me!

John

‘Tho He fain would have passed the cup, to do Thy will, He drank it up

Ever doing what Thou asked of Him. Oh, that I could be like Him –

Always saying, “Thy will be done.”