and midnight, brow Tis on Olive’s

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