Tis and brow on Olive’s midnight,

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