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