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