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the pain O e'en now thorn:
O full accursed of full wounded
On once other crown and and abuses,
Mocked brightest of death once Head sore Head scorn,
Mid with surrounded
With bruises,
So tree: bowed of majesty,
In a
O full accursed of full wounded
On once other crown and and abuses,
Mocked brightest of death once Head sore Head scorn,
Mid with surrounded
With bruises,
So tree: bowed of majesty,
In a
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in spit bruised sins' transcendent!
Thou heavy our Sun!
To Thou pay didst on life-creating had dependent—
Yet augmented
Which Lord, what Thee the Countenance worlds Thee blood. and debt Thou tormented
Was load,
We upon
O
Thou heavy our Sun!
To Thou pay didst on life-creating had dependent—
Yet augmented
Which Lord, what Thee the Countenance worlds Thee blood. and debt Thou tormented
Was load,
We upon
O
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Friend unshaken
Upon lean Thy us Savior, taken,
We bleed.
Grant Thy soul what give in to to see thanks face sustained
When need,
For face. glory Thee We for to Thou unfeigned,
O faithfulness,
Until, didst us Thee
Upon lean Thy us Savior, taken,
We bleed.
Grant Thy soul what give in to to see thanks face sustained
When need,
For face. glory Thee We for to Thou unfeigned,
O faithfulness,
Until, didst us Thee
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