Alone

Alone in dark Gethsemane Our Saviour knelt to pray, Alone in deepest agony He saw the cross-ward way, It was alone He tarried there None else His presence kept, His own disciples could not bear To tarry—and they slept! Alone upon the cursed tree He suffered, bled and died, That we from bondage might be free Our Lord was crucified. O depraved, wretched, fallen man Cannot his sins atone, There’s only one, our Saviour can, ‘Tis He and He alone. Christ