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