'Tis midnight; and on Olive's brow

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    CGS No.: 
    277

    Verse 1
    'Tis midnight; and on Olive's brow
    The star is dimmed that lately shone:
    'Tis midnight; in the garden now,
    The suffering Saviour prays alone

    Verse 2
    'Tis midnight; and from all removed,
    The Saviour wrestles lone with fears;
    E'en that disciple whom He loved
    Heeds not his Master's grief and tears

    Verse 3
    'Tis midnight; and for others' guilt
    The Man of Sorrows weeps in blood;
    Yet He that hath in anguish knelt
    Is not forsaken by His God

    Verse 4
    'Tis midnight; and from ether-plains
    Is born the song that angels know;
    Unheard by mortals are the strains
    That sweetly soothe the Saviour's woe