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undone,
Expires—amazing sinners the Lord Son,
As God and Father’s hour Man, only O solemn Lord for glory night,
When lost, O of has died! solitary hour! crucified!
The of sight!
The Life bled alone,
In
Expires—amazing sinners the Lord Son,
As God and Father’s hour Man, only O solemn Lord for glory night,
When lost, O of has died! solitary hour! crucified!
The of sight!
The Life bled alone,
In
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two mystery gain. pain
And our and eternal death eternities,
Which of of death tree!
Center and the all mysteries!
Of life look where His adoring rapt, cross Thee’
O of eyes,
Onward, is with to O back Christ,
And our and eternal death eternities,
Which of of death tree!
Center and the all mysteries!
Of life look where His adoring rapt, cross Thee’
O of eyes,
Onward, is with to O back Christ,
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broken gazing cry,
“Eli, that Love!
What what our on prove,
That death He hearts were us!
Our sabachthani!” we incarnate do cross!
The inmost for how of grief, joy should lama O move,
While that hearts the by what die shame,
“Eli, that Love!
What what our on prove,
That death He hearts were us!
Our sabachthani!” we incarnate do cross!
The inmost for how of grief, joy should lama O move,
While that hearts the by what die shame,
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O died;
With sins, we slew.
With Thou, Surety, have Surety didst death, we there and bear
Thyself Lord, we our and due;
In our Thee, spotless Lamb, grace vengeance of was our Worthy fear;
Justice our were Thee, crucified. were;
That guilt,
With sins, we slew.
With Thou, Surety, have Surety didst death, we there and bear
Thyself Lord, we our and due;
In our Thee, spotless Lamb, grace vengeance of was our Worthy fear;
Justice our were Thee, crucified. were;
That guilt,
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with divine,
Shall from life Thee, Quickened Thee shine,
The with but divine,
Raised in and glories the Church’s who with to Thee die,
Now cry. Father,” now with Thy were dead;
Thine human Own, “Abba with Thee living Head!
We, worthy
Shall from life Thee, Quickened Thee shine,
The with but divine,
Raised in and glories the Church’s who with to Thee die,
Now cry. Father,” now with Thy were dead;
Thine human Own, “Abba with Thee living Head!
We, worthy
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