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 But chiefly Thou,
 Whom soft-eyed Pity once led down from Heaven
  To bleed for man, to teach read more 
 But chiefly Thou,
 Whom soft-eyed Pity once led down from Heaven
  To bleed for man, to teach him how to live,
   And, oh! still harder lesson! how to die. 
 Christ beside me, Christ before me, Christ behind me, Christ 
within me, Christ beneath me, Christ above me.  
 Christ beside me, Christ before me, Christ behind me, Christ 
within me, Christ beneath me, Christ above me. 
Every pang that rends the heart.
Every pang that rends the heart.
 In every pang that rends the heart
 The Man of Sorrows had a part.  
 In every pang that rends the heart
 The Man of Sorrows had a part. 
 And Jesus saith unto him, The foxes have holes, and the birds of 
the air have nests; but the read more 
 And Jesus saith unto him, The foxes have holes, and the birds of 
the air have nests; but the Son of man hath not where to lay his 
head. 
 Hail, O bleeding Head and wounded,
 With a crown of thorns surrounded,
  Buffeted, and bruised and battered,
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 Hail, O bleeding Head and wounded,
 With a crown of thorns surrounded,
  Buffeted, and bruised and battered,
   Smote with reed by striking shattered,
    Face with spittle vilely smeared!
     Hail, whose visage sweet and comely,
      Marred by fouling stains and homely,
       Changed as to its blooming color,
        All now turned to deathly pallor,
         Making heavenly hosts affeared! 
 His love at once and dread instruct our thought;
 As man He suffer'd and as God He taught.  
 His love at once and dread instruct our thought;
 As man He suffer'd and as God He taught. 
 Lovely was the death
 Of Him whose life was Love! Holy with power,
  He on the thought-benighted read more 
 Lovely was the death
 Of Him whose life was Love! Holy with power,
  He on the thought-benighted Skeptic beamed
   Manifest Godhead. 
 Thou hast conquered, O pale Galilean;
 The world has grown gray from thy breath;
  We have drunken read more 
 Thou hast conquered, O pale Galilean;
 The world has grown gray from thy breath;
  We have drunken from things Lethean,
   And fed on the fullness of death.