Christ My Song - 625
Where climbs thy steep, fair Olivet - Gethsemane (Ray Palmer/Johannes Thomas Rüegg)
" Then cometh Jesus with them unto a place called Gethsemane." (Matthew 26,36)
2. I love in thought to linger there,
to tread the hallowed ground alone,
where, on the silent midnight air,
rose heavenward, Lord, thy plaintive moan.
3. I fondly seek the olive shade
that veiled thee when thy soul was wrung;
when angels came to bring thee aid,
that oft to thee their harps had strung.
4. There on the sacred turf I kneel,
and breathe my heart's deep love to thee,
while tender memories o'er me steal,
of all thou didst endure for me.
5. O mystery of anguish, when
the sinless felt sin's heavy woe!
Hell madly dreamed of triumph then,
while thy dear head was bending low.
6. Vain dream! No grief shall evermore
stain, as with bloody sweat, thy brow;
robed in all glory – thine before –
the seraphim surround thee now.
7. Yet, Lord, from off the burning thone,
above yon stars that softly gleam,
thou com'st to meet me here alone,
by Kedron's old, familiar stream.
Ray Palmer, in: The Poetical Works of Ray Palmer, 1876, 84-85.