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