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