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