O for more moving of the posts of the door in vehemence, more thundering at the gates of mercy! I would sooner attend a prayer meeting where there were groans and cries all over the place, and cries and shouts of "Hallelujah!" than be in our polite assemblies where everything is dull as death and decorous as the whitewashed sepulchre!
O for more of the prayer of God, the body, soul, and spirit working together, the whole man being aroused and startled up to the highest pitch of intensity—to wrestle with the Most High! (Gen. 32:24-28).
Such, I have no doubt, the prayer of Jesus was on the cold mountainside.