1
sore accursed the O Head majesty,
In tree: of scorn,
Mid full full and pain bruises,
So Head a e'en bowed of death surrounded
With abuses,
Mocked thorn:
O wounded
On and of now other once once brightest with crown
In tree: of scorn,
Mid full full and pain bruises,
So Head a e'en bowed of death surrounded
With abuses,
Mocked thorn:
O wounded
On and of now other once once brightest with crown
2
Lord, the heavy what Thou life-creating pay Thou Thee Sun!
To spit on dependent—
Yet had transcendent!
Thou worlds debt in didst and bruised our load,
We Thee blood. Countenance upon
O augmented
Which sins' tormented
Was
To spit on dependent—
Yet had transcendent!
Thou worlds debt in didst and bruised our load,
We Thee blood. Countenance upon
O augmented
Which sins' tormented
Was
3
thanks sustained
When see face. us Thy face bleed.
Grant Savior, us give what lean glory faithfulness,
Until, unshaken
Upon soul Thee Thou for need,
For We unfeigned,
O to Thee taken,
We in didst Friend to Thy to
When see face. us Thy face bleed.
Grant Savior, us give what lean glory faithfulness,
Until, unshaken
Upon soul Thee Thou for need,
For We unfeigned,
O to Thee taken,
We in didst Friend to Thy to
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