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Every pang that rends the heart.
Every pang that rends the heart.
 Therefore, friends,
 As far as to the sepulchre of Christ--
  Whose soldier now, under whose blessed cross
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 Therefore, friends,
 As far as to the sepulchre of Christ--
  Whose soldier now, under whose blessed cross
   We are impressed and engaged to fight--
    Fourthwith a power of English shall we levy,
     Whose arms were moulded in their mother's womb
      To chase these pagans in those holy fields
       Over whose acres walked those blessed feet
        Which fourteen hundred years ago were nailed
         For our advantage on the bitter cross. 
 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! 
 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. 
 Into the woods, my Master went,
 Clean forspent, forspent,
  Into the woods my Master came,
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 Into the woods, my Master went,
 Clean forspent, forspent,
  Into the woods my Master came,
   Forspent with love and shame.
    But the olives they were not blind to Him,
     The little gray leaves were kind to Him:
      The thorn-tree had a mind to Him,
       When into the woods He came. 
 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. 
 Who did leave His Father's throne,
 To assume thy flesh and bone?
  Had He life, or had read more 
 Who did leave His Father's throne,
 To assume thy flesh and bone?
  Had He life, or had He none?
   If he had not liv'd for thee,
    Thou hadst died most wretchedly
     And two deaths had been thy fee. 
 Near, so very near to God,
 Nearer I cannot be;
  For in the person of his Son
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 Near, so very near to God,
 Nearer I cannot be;
  For in the person of his Son
   I am as near as he.
    So dear, so very dear to God,
     More dear I cannot be;
      The love wherewith he loves the Son -
       Such is his love to me.