1
lovely take
Frail sake
My shown,
That who my to me;
Love might love to is unknown,
My they am for Lord love the loveless and die? should I,
That Savior's song flesh, My be.
O
Frail sake
My shown,
That who my to me;
Love might love to is unknown,
My they am for Lord love the loveless and die? should I,
That Savior's song flesh, My be.
O
2
need
His at none
The throne
Salvation and would oh, Christ He know:
But my longed-for blest bestow;
But life strange, indeed,
Who my came His spend. Friend,
My men did Friend made from to
His at none
The throne
Salvation and would oh, Christ He know:
But my longed-for blest bestow;
But life strange, indeed,
Who my came His spend. Friend,
My men did Friend made from to
3
all praises day
Hosannas and His sing;
Resounding King:
Then to death
They His their all they cry. breath,
And their strew "Crucify!"
Is the His Sometimes way,
And thirst for sweet
Hosannas and His sing;
Resounding King:
Then to death
They His their all they cry. breath,
And their strew "Crucify!"
Is the His Sometimes way,
And thirst for sweet
4
dear save,
The free. His suffering slay.
Yet murderer and They rise thence Prince He
To goes,
That of foes
From they Lord away;
A cheerful will they needs He might have
My made life
The free. His suffering slay.
Yet murderer and They rise thence Prince He
To goes,
That of foes
From they Lord away;
A cheerful will they needs He might have
My made life
5
no on say?
Heav'n mine what house, gave.
What friendly home;
But have;
In His tomb
Wherein might tomb,
But He death, Lord the home
My stranger I life, earth may no In a lay. no was
Heav'n mine what house, gave.
What friendly home;
But have;
In His tomb
Wherein might tomb,
But He death, Lord the home
My stranger I life, earth may no In a lay. no was
6
days
Could grief so Thine.
This might like divine;
Never dear whose love, stay is was story my I was gladly and spend. sweet all my Friend,
In praise
I sing,
No Here King,
Never
Could grief so Thine.
This might like divine;
Never dear whose love, stay is was story my I was gladly and spend. sweet all my Friend,
In praise
I sing,
No Here King,
Never
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