When My Love to Christ Grows Weak
When for deeper faith I seek,
Then in thought I go to Thee,
Garden of Gethsemane!
There I walk amid the shades,
While the lingering twilight fades,
See that suffering, friendless One,
Weeping, praying there alone.
When my love for man grows weak,
When for stronger faith I seek,
Hill of Calvary! I go,
To thy scenes of fear and woe.
There behold His agony,
Suffered on the bitter Tree;
See His anguish, see His faith,
Love triumphant still in death.
And I praise with firmer faith
Christ who vanquished pain and death;
And to Christ enthroned above,
Raise my song of selfless love.
When My Love to Christ Grows Weak Lyrics