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