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O Sacred Head Now Wounded

What language shall I borrow
To thank Thee, dearest friend
For this Thy dying sorrow
Thy pity without end
O make me Thine forever
And should I fainting be
Lord, let me never, never
Outlive my love for Thee
Lord, let me never, never
Outlive my love for Thee

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