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_The cup! the cup! the cup! Our Lord did not use many words: but He used His few words again and again, till this cup! and Thy will! -Thy will be done, and this cup-was all His prayer. "The cup! The cup! The cup! " cried Christ: first on His feet: and then on His knees: and then on His face.... "Lord, teach us to pray! "_-ALEXANDER WHYTE, D. D.
We come to Gethsemane. What a contrast! The sacerdotal prayer had been one of intense feelings of universal grasp, and of world-wide and illimitable sympathy and solicitude for His church. Perfect calmness and perfect poise reigned. Majestic He was and simple and free from passion or disquiet. The Royal Intercessor and Advocate for others, His petitions are like princely edicts, judicial and authoritative. How changed now! In Gethsemane He seems to have entered another region, and becomes another man. His sacerdotal prayer, so exquisite in its tranquil flow, so unruffled in its strong, deep current, is like the sun, moving in meridian, unsullied glory, brightening, vitalising, ennobling and blessing everything. The Gethsemane prayer is that same sun declining in the west, plunged into an ocean of storm and cloud, storm-covered, storm-eclipsed with gloom, darkness and terror on every side.