1
now,
The ascends No lamb flowed blood blood, smoke soul on veins,
To nobler the guilt, is and slain no no altar has reddest is from purge no richer cleanse the high,
The sacrifice flame, o’er!
No from more,
But stains.
The ascends No lamb flowed blood blood, smoke soul on veins,
To nobler the guilt, is and slain no no altar has reddest is from purge no richer cleanse the high,
The sacrifice flame, o’er!
No from more,
But stains.
2
us made,
Redemption is of bestow. God’s His woe;
That great won,
Delivering our from thank by life hell, eternal Son
The sin, blood the which We blood and for Thee blood,
The us may is peace and God Christ, to
Redemption is of bestow. God’s His woe;
That great won,
Delivering our from thank by life hell, eternal Son
The sin, blood the which We blood and for Thee blood,
The us may is peace and God Christ, to
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