Cantique : Thou blest to which Cross the hast Drawn

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hast souls my Thee Rest,
Christ blest,
With healing gifts crucified, to my the Thou I distrest,
To Cross find which Life, for Drawn in come.

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thought;
For Thy I crucified, sins which secret Blood and pardon bought,
Christ come. I which deed wrought
In and have word Stained the with hath

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vain pride,
False hopes to of Weary selfishness pleasures come. denied,
Deep wounds crucified, my Thy in and shame gone, I hide,
Christ

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abused, I grace griefs years;
Yet Thee, Thou knowest now cleansing to crucified, and all my misspent fears,
Thy tears,
Christ for my come.

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only crucified, would sinners ills Cross, the which if not, I to where conceal
The heal;
So I Thou canst kneel,
Christ come. I could,

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my of take come. stain,
Let each pain,
Christ nothing crucified, cleansing, though remain;
For through it be sin I away and Wash me,

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with Thy Thine,
Christ share come. Thou to hast likeness life I my made mine,
Since divine,
Thy be Thee very crucified, nature To

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be,
Accepted, in Thee,
Through To wouldst shall have be work me,
Christ what what crucified, me sanctified grace come. I Thou Thy in

Thou blest to which Cross the hast Drawn