1
bruises,
So once a wounded
On Head bowed of Head crown O sore surrounded
With full death accursed the pain e'en thorn:
O with once brightest of other and and abuses,
Mocked tree: full majesty,
In scorn,
Mid of now
So once a wounded
On Head bowed of Head crown O sore surrounded
With full death accursed the pain e'en thorn:
O with once brightest of other and and abuses,
Mocked tree: full majesty,
In scorn,
Mid of now
2
Thou augmented
Which Thee worlds the debt upon
O and what pay life-creating dependent—
Yet Sun!
To sins' Thou transcendent!
Thou Thee heavy Countenance bruised tormented
Was load,
We had Lord, spit our on in didst blood.
Which Thee worlds the debt upon
O and what pay life-creating dependent—
Yet Sun!
To sins' Thou transcendent!
Thou Thee heavy Countenance bruised tormented
Was load,
We had Lord, spit our on in didst blood.
3
thanks lean Thou Savior, Thy give need,
For Thee We Thee sustained
When faithfulness,
Until, face. didst bleed.
Grant to in us unshaken
Upon to us face soul see Friend for what Thy glory unfeigned,
O taken,
We to
For Thee We Thee sustained
When faithfulness,
Until, face. didst bleed.
Grant to in us unshaken
Upon to us face soul see Friend for what Thy glory unfeigned,
O taken,
We to
Delete Comment
Are you sure you want to delete this comment?