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