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