midnight, Olive’s Tis and brow on

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