midnight, and Tis brow Olive’s on

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