He Hath Said

And being in an agony he prayed more earnestly: and his sweat was as it were great drops of blood falling down to the ground. -Luke 22:44

I cannot help remembering thee, when I think of those years of toil and trouble which thou didst live for my sake. But you know my chosen theme-the place where I can always best remember Christ. It is a shady garden full of olives. O that spot! I would that I had eloquence, that I might take you there. Oh! if the Spirit would but take us, and set us down hard by the mountains of Jerusalem, I would say, see there runs the brook of Kedron, which the king himself did pass; and there you see the olive trees. Possibly, at the foot of that olive, lay the three disciples when they slept; and there, ah! there, I see drops of blood…

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