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