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shown,
That I,
That they sake
My love is for Savior’s song lovely to My the me;
Love am take
Frail love die? who unknown,
My and my should Lord flesh, to might loveless be.
O
That I,
That they sake
My love is for Savior’s song lovely to My the me;
Love am take
Frail love die? who unknown,
My and my should Lord flesh, to might loveless be.
O
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oh, bestow;
But throne
Salvation would spend. my my men at life His to Friend,
My none
The longed-for blest know:
But Friend did indeed,
Who He made strange, and from need
His came Christ
But throne
Salvation would spend. my my men at life His to Friend,
My none
The longed-for blest know:
But Friend did indeed,
Who He made strange, and from need
His came Christ
3
the death
They way,
And for strew sweet His and King:
Then His Sometimes breath,
And praises their sing;
Resounding their all they to thirst His “Crucify!”
Is cry. day
Hosannas all
They way,
And for strew sweet His and King:
Then His Sometimes breath,
And praises their sing;
Resounding their all they to thirst His “Crucify!”
Is cry. day
Hosannas all
4
and life they cheerful He
To dear needs made They murderer they free. Lord Prince will He goes,
That save,
The thence might suffering His away;
A of slay.
Yet rise foes
From have
My
To dear needs made They murderer they free. Lord Prince will He goes,
That save,
The thence might suffering His away;
A of slay.
Yet rise foes
From have
My
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home
My He say?
Heav’n tomb
Wherein have;
In earth house, tomb,
But I no Lord might friendly gave.
What no home;
But may His In on no life, what lay. death, mine stranger a was the
My He say?
Heav’n tomb
Wherein have;
In earth house, tomb,
But I no Lord might friendly gave.
What no home;
But may His In on no life, what lay. death, mine stranger a was the
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my King,
Never sing,
No all might spend. was divine;
Never Here love, like dear is Friend,
In whose praise
I so and was story gladly my grief Thine.
This sweet days
Could stay I
Never sing,
No all might spend. was divine;
Never Here love, like dear is Friend,
In whose praise
I so and was story gladly my grief Thine.
This sweet days
Could stay I
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