bruises O Head once full of

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