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<h2>&#8217;TIS MIDNIGHT, AND ON OLIVE&#8217;S BROW</h2>
<p align="center"><h3>&#8220;They went to a place called Gethsemane, and Jesus said to the disciples, &#8216;Sit here while I pray.&#8217;&#8221; Mark 14:12</h3></p>
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<p><img src="./hymns/hymns_img/img_b_r_bradbury_wb.jpg" alt="William Batchelder Bradbury (1816-1868)" align="right" hspace="15" vspace="5" width="132.666666666667" height="202.666666666667"><em>Words:</em> <a href="./hymns/hymns_bio/bio_t_a_tappan_wb.html" target="_blank">William Bingham Tappan</a>, <em>Poems</em>, 1822.</p>
<p><em>Music:</em> &#8220;Olive&#8217;s Brow,&#8221; <a href="./hymns/hymns_bio/bio_b_r_bradbury_wb.html">William Batchelder Bradbury</a>, 1853 </p><p><table><tr><td><a href="./hymns/hymns_mid/mid_o_olivbrow.mid" target = "_blank"><img border=0 src="./hymns/hymns_img/notes.gif"><br><b>Play MIDI</b></a></td><td>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;</td><td><a href="./hymns/hymns_html/score_info.html" target = "_blank"><b>Link to obtain<br>musical score info</b></a></td></tr></table></p>
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<p>&#8217;Tis midnight, and on Olive&#8217;s brow<br>
The star is dimmed that lately shone;<br>
&#8217;Tis midnight, in the garden now<br>
The suffering Savior prays alone.</p>
<p>&#8217;Tis midnight, and from all removed<br>
Emmanuel wrestles lone with fears<br>
E&#8217;en the disciple whom He loved<br>
Heeds not his Master&#8217;s grief and tears.</p>
<p>&#8217;Tis midnight, and for others&#8217; guilt<br>
The Man of Sorrows weeps in blood;<br>
Yet He Who hath in anguish knelt<br>
Is not forsaken by His God.</p>
<p>&#8217;Tis midnight, and from ether plains<br>
Is borne the song that angels know;<br>
Unheard by mortals are the strains<br>
That sweetly soothe the Savior&#8217;s woe.</p>
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