B. H. Roberts’s Vision of the Garden of Gethsemane

“I dreamed that I was in the garden of Gethsemane. I saw the Savior and three Apostles enter a little gate at the right into the garden, and I stood, as it were, in the background, or the foreground, of the picture, which I beheld as plainly as I now see the faces of those before me. The Savior was dressed in a white robe, and the Apostles were also dressed in white. They walked a little distance, and then the Savior left them and went a little further on, and knelt down and prayed. I could hear the words of His prayer, and I could see the agony of His soul, and the sweat, as it were, great drops of blood falling to the ground. He prayed that the cup might pass from Him, but added, 'Not my will, but Thine be done.' He then went to the Apostles and found them sleeping. He woke them up and said, 'Could ye not watch with me one hour?' He then went back and prayed again, and the same scene was repeated. I felt that I could not endure the sight of His suffering, and I turned away and wept. Then I felt a hand upon my shoulder, and I looked up and saw the Savior. He looked at me with a look of such infinite love and compassion that I felt that I could die for Him. He lifted me up and embraced me. I could feel the very warmth of His bosom, against which I rested; and as He took me in His arms with all the tenderness of a father or an elder brother, He shook His head and said: 'No, my son, your work is finished; you must remain and perform your mission. These (pointing to His Apostles) have finished their work and they can go with Me; but you must remain.' I felt a peace and a joy that I cannot describe. I awoke and it was morning, but I knew that I had been gazing upon a vision, that God had indeed spoken to me, and that He had told me the truth in plainness and simplicity.”

— B. H. Roberts, as quoted in The Latter-day Saints' Millennial Star, Vol. 51, No. 47