Tis Olive’s brow and midnight, on

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