And the Deliverer knelt to pray;
Yet passed it not, that cup, away.
3It passed not, though the stormy wave
Had sunk beneath his tread;
It passed not, though to him the grave
Had yielded up its dead;
But there was sent him, from on high,
A gift of strength, for man to die.
4And was his mortal hour beset
With anguish and dismay?