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By the woe Thou hast never felt, by the Cross and the Crown of Thorn,
By the agony and the sweat on the brow of Thine Eldest Born,
By the cry that never was answer'd and ringeth ever aloud,
By the tomb that never was open'd, the dust therein, and the shroud,
By Him who sleepeth for ever, while we implore Thee thus,
From death and from tribulation, good Lord, deliver us.
By the agony and the sweat on the brow of Thine Eldest Born,
By the cry that never was answer'd and ringeth ever aloud,
By the tomb that never was open'd, the dust therein, and the shroud,
By Him who sleepeth for ever, while we implore Thee thus,
From death and from tribulation, good Lord, deliver us.
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