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