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