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