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