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The moon was shining yet The Orient's brow	A
Set with the morning star was not yet dim	B
And the deep silence which subdues the breath	C
Like a strong feeling hung upon the world	D
As sleep upon the pulses of a child	E
'Twas the last watch of night Gethsemane	F
With its bath'd leaves of silver seem'd dissolv'd	G
In visible stillness and as Jesus' voice	H
With its bewildering sweetness met the ear	I
Of his disciples it vibrated on	F
Like the first whisper in a silent world	D
They came on slowly Heaviness oppress'd	J
The Saviour's heart and when the kindnesses	H
Of his deep love were pour'd he felt the need	K
Of near communion for his gift of strength	L
Was wasted by the spirit's weariness	H
He left them there and went a little on	F
And in the depth of that hush'd silentness	H
Alone with God he fell upon his face	H
And as his heart was broken with the rush	M
Of his surpassing agony and death	C
Wrung to him from a dying universe	H
Were mightier than the Son of man could bear	N
He gave his sorrows way and in the deep	O
Prostration of his soul breathed out the prayer	N
Father if it be possible with thee	P
Let this cup pass from me Oh how a word	Q
Like the forc'd drop before the fountain breaks	H
Stilleth the press of human agony	P
The Saviour felt its quiet in his soul	R
And though his strength was weakness and the light	S
Which led him on till now was sorely dim	B
He breathed a new submission Not my will	T
But thine be done oh Father As he spoke	U
Voices were heard in heaven and music stole	R
Out from the chambers of the vaulted sky	V
As if the stars were swept like instruments	H
No cloud was visible but radiant wings	H
Were coming with a silvery rush to earth	W
And as the Saviour rose a glorious one	F
With an illumin'd forehead and the light	S
Whose fountain is the mystery of God	X
Encalm'd within his eye bow'd down to him	B
And nerv'd him with a ministry of strength	L
It was enough and with his godlike brow	A
Re written of his Father's messenger	Y
With meekness whose divinity is more	Z
Than power and glory he return'd again	F
To his disciples and awak'd their sleep	O
For he that should betray him was at hand	A2

Nathaniel Parker Willis

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