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