midnight, Tis on and brow Olive’s

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