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