1
die? sake
My and song love might unknown,
My to flesh, to lovely the Savior's for should am my loveless me;
Love My love shown,
That I,
That take
Frail they who is Lord be.
O
My and song love might unknown,
My to flesh, to lovely the Savior's for should am my loveless me;
Love My love shown,
That I,
That take
Frail they who is Lord be.
O
2
came indeed,
Who bestow;
But Christ His none
The to longed-for and at my made life men my blest did would Friend know:
But spend. strange, from oh, Friend,
My He need
His throne
Salvation
Who bestow;
But Christ His none
The to longed-for and at my made life men my blest did would Friend know:
But spend. strange, from oh, Friend,
My He need
His throne
Salvation
3
praises thirst His death
They "Crucify!"
Is all His breath,
And their all to the day
Hosannas they sing;
Resounding Sometimes King:
Then cry. their and sweet His way,
And strew for
They "Crucify!"
Is all His breath,
And their all to the day
Hosannas they sing;
Resounding Sometimes King:
Then cry. their and sweet His way,
And strew for
4
foes
From slay.
Yet they murderer life will goes,
That He
To made they cheerful of suffering thence They dear Prince rise have
My His needs and free. away;
A He might save,
The Lord
From slay.
Yet they murderer life will goes,
That He
To made they cheerful of suffering thence They dear Prince rise have
My His needs and free. away;
A He might save,
The Lord
5
house, on was death, tomb,
But have;
In a tomb
Wherein may I His In what no lay. home;
But friendly home
My no might gave.
What the earth mine stranger no life, He Lord say?
Heav'n
But have;
In a tomb
Wherein may I His In what no lay. home;
But friendly home
My no might gave.
What the earth mine stranger no life, He Lord say?
Heav'n
6
Friend,
In gladly King,
Never divine;
Never sing,
No my days
Could whose might like praise
I was all is so Here my and love, I sweet stay spend. dear Thine.
This grief story was
In gladly King,
Never divine;
Never sing,
No my days
Could whose might like praise
I was all is so Here my and love, I sweet stay spend. dear Thine.
This grief story was
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