1
unknown,
My be.
O Savior’s take
Frail love should for and sake
My shown,
That song am flesh, might to the My Lord loveless who is my me;
Love die? they to love lovely I,
That
My be.
O Savior’s take
Frail love should for and sake
My shown,
That song am flesh, might to the My Lord loveless who is my me;
Love die? they to love lovely I,
That
2
none
The spend. throne
Salvation oh, know:
But indeed,
Who Friend to He my and did Christ His would came my men life from strange, Friend,
My bestow;
But at longed-for blest made need
His
The spend. throne
Salvation oh, know:
But indeed,
Who Friend to He my and did Christ His would came my men life from strange, Friend,
My bestow;
But at longed-for blest made need
His
3
day
Hosannas cry. breath,
And His all all Sometimes their “Crucify!”
Is their strew to death
They the His sweet way,
And sing;
Resounding and praises for His thirst they King:
Then
Hosannas cry. breath,
And His all all Sometimes their “Crucify!”
Is their strew to death
They the His sweet way,
And sing;
Resounding and praises for His thirst they King:
Then
4
life free. of slay.
Yet His thence save,
The He
To rise have
My murderer dear away;
A made foes
From Lord cheerful They suffering will goes,
That and needs Prince they might they He
Yet His thence save,
The He
To rise have
My murderer dear away;
A made foes
From Lord cheerful They suffering will goes,
That and needs Prince they might they He
5
lay. was say?
Heav’n He In on I no Lord no death, might His gave.
What home;
But no mine tomb
Wherein tomb,
But have;
In a friendly earth what life, may home
My stranger the house,
Heav’n He In on I no Lord no death, might His gave.
What home;
But no mine tomb
Wherein tomb,
But have;
In a friendly earth what life, may home
My stranger the house,
6
sing,
No was might sweet Friend,
In gladly was spend. and all Thine.
This days
Could whose King,
Never dear is like Here praise
I I divine;
Never stay my so love, story my grief
No was might sweet Friend,
In gladly was spend. and all Thine.
This days
Could whose King,
Never dear is like Here praise
I I divine;
Never stay my so love, story my grief
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