In prayer
Will you bow low
And share
In my sufferings
For just one hour
Oh suffering God
Cast off far
In the garden
All hope bled
In his sufferings
Disciples fled
In his agony
Men did sleep
In his loneliness
Who did weep
Will I forsake you
Again
Will I flee
In my pain
I want to run
From or too
Let my choice
Be ever you
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