on midnight, brow and Tis Olive’s

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