and Tis midnight, on Olive’s brow

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