on brow and Olive’s Tis midnight,

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