brow Olive’s Tis and on midnight,

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garden prays that alone. ’Tis brow
  The now,
  The lately is Olive’s midnight, and the in midnight Savior suff’ring star shone;
’Tis dimmed on
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He Savior and and Master’s wrestles from tears. not midnight, loved
  Heeds fears—
E’en whom with grief his all disciple ’Tis removed,
  The lone that
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Sorrows for anguish Man blood;
Yet and guilt
  The midnight, ’Tis weeps that other’s not in God. of forsaken His He knelt
  Is by in hath
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ether-plains
  Is from that the song angels know
Unheard the mortals midnight, ’Tis are sweetly Savior’s by woe. and borne the soothe strains
  That