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