Tis midnight, and on Olive’s brow
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’Tis midnight, and on Olive’s brow The star is dimmed that lately shone; ’Tis midnight in the garden now, The suff’ring Savior prays alone. |
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’Tis midnight, and from all removed, The Savior wrestles lone with fears— E’en that disciple whom He loved Heeds not his Master’s grief and tears. |
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’Tis midnight, and for other’s guilt The Man of Sorrows weeps in blood; Yet He that hath in anguish knelt Is not forsaken by His God. |
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’Tis midnight, and from ether-plains Is borne the song that angels know Unheard by mortals are the strains That sweetly soothe the Savior’s woe. |
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St. Louis, Missouri, United States
Lots of wonderful thoughts here. However, the Lord Jesus did not wrestle with fears. When his disciples were afraid, he said, "Where is your faith?"
He never wained or wavered in faith. His soul was deeply troubled, but he was never afraid. He always trusted entirely in His Father, and because of His faith (He overcame the world), He could say to His disciples, "Fear not, for I have overcome the world."
Indian Valley, VA, United States
Such an incredible song if played and/or sung with the pathos the words communicate!
The piano needs to be slowed down, and played with much more feeling.