Olive’s Brow

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, who hath in anguish knelt,
Is not forsaken by His God.

Verse 4:
‘Tis midnight; and from ether-plains
Is borne the song that angels know;
Unheard by mortals are the strains
That sweetly soothe the Saviour’s woe.

Rev. Wm.B. Tappan/Wm.B. Bradbury

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