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