on Tis Olive’s midnight, and brow

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