The man of sorrows weeps in blood;
Yet he that hath in anguish knelt
Is not forsaken by his God.
4 ’Tis midnight; from the heavenly plains
Is borne the song that angels know;
Unheard by mortals are the strains
That sweetly soothe the Saviour’s woe.
W. B. Tappan.
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C. M.