Olive’s brow on Tis and midnight,

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