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