1 In the bible [sic] we read of a beautiful pray'r,
A pray'r sent to heaven above;
it was prayed by a heart that was laden with care,
And filled with such wonderful love.

Refrain:
When the Savior was praying,
In the garden of Gethsemane,
He said, "loving Father,
let his cup pass from me;"
I know He was thinking
Of the anguish death would bring to His own
How deep was His sorrow
When Jesus was praying alone.

2 You can catch the sad tone of His voice as he said,
"Thy will not my own must be done;"
As a lamb to the slaughter He soon must be led
To die as the Crucified One. [Refrain]

3 As he prayed there alone in such deep agony,
It was a most beautiful pray'r;
Just to think His great heart was all broken for me,
That He may great sorrow must share. [Refrain]