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