Hymns, #99

Praise of the Lord - His Suffering

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Lyrics:William B. Tappan
Music:William B. Bradbury

This hymn has a unique tune.


'Tis midnight, and on Olive's brow

The star is dimmed that lately shone;

'Tis midnight in the garden now,

The suff'ring Savior prays alone.


'Tis midnight, and from all removed,

The Savior wrestles lone with fears —

E'en that disciple whom He loved

Heeds not his Master's grief and tears.


'Tis midnight, and for other's guilt

The Man of Sorrows weeps in blood;

Yet He that hath in anguish knelt

Is not forsaken by His God.


'Tis midnight, and from ether-plains

Is borne the song that angels know —

Unheard by mortals are the strains

That sweetly soothe the Savior's woe.

Hymn #99