midnight, on Tis Olive’s and brow

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