midnight, on brow and Tis Olive’s

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