Yet grief appears in every line.
2 He bows beneath the sins of men;
He cries to God, and cries again,
In sad Gethsemane:
He lifts his mournful eyes above—
“My Father, can this cup remove?”
3 With gentle resignation still,
He yielded to his Father’s will
In sad Gethsemane;
“Behold me here, thine only Son;