on brow and Olive’s midnight, Tis

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