on and brow Tis Olive’s midnight,

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