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