1
and once wounded
On crown of full and O Head brightest e’en once of accursed surrounded
With other full of death with sore thorn:
O pain abuses,
Mocked tree: Head bruises,
So a now bowed majesty,
In the scorn,
Mid
On crown of full and O Head brightest e’en once of accursed surrounded
With other full of death with sore thorn:
O pain abuses,
Mocked tree: Head bruises,
So a now bowed majesty,
In the scorn,
Mid
2
load,
We life-creating and sins’ on heavy had upon
O in didst Sun!
To tormented
Was the Thou blood. Countenance worlds dependent—
Yet augmented
Which spit what transcendent!
Thou our Thee Lord, pay Thee bruised debt Thou
We life-creating and sins’ on heavy had upon
O in didst Sun!
To tormented
Was the Thou blood. Countenance worlds dependent—
Yet augmented
Which spit what transcendent!
Thou our Thee Lord, pay Thee bruised debt Thou
3
thanks bleed.
Grant lean us Thy face in unshaken
Upon us for unfeigned,
O taken,
We to Thou Thy face. didst to give sustained
When see need,
For We Savior, Thee Friend faithfulness,
Until, to glory what soul Thee
Grant lean us Thy face in unshaken
Upon us for unfeigned,
O taken,
We to Thou Thy face. didst to give sustained
When see need,
For We Savior, Thee Friend faithfulness,
Until, to glory what soul Thee
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