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