1 'Tis midnight, and on Olive's brow
The star is dimmed that lately shown:
'Tis midnight, in the garden now,
The suff'ring Saviour prays alone.
2 'Tis midnight, and from all removed,
Immanuel wrestles lone with fears:
E'en the disciple that He loved
Heeds not his Master's grief and tears.
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.
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.
Amen.
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First Line: | 'Tis midnight, and on Olive's brow |
Title: | 'Tis Midnight, and on Olive's Brow |
Author: | William B. Tappan, 1794-1849 |
Publication Date: | 1937 |