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