brow and Tis Olive’s on midnight,

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