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