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