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