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[Vpon his head they put a crowne of thorne]

Vpon his head they put a crowne of thorne,
For Dyadem. A Crosse he bore of tree,
As kyng of Iewes, they saluted him in scorne,
And twyxt two Theeues deputed him to dye,
Thus through his loue, and our iniquity,
He suffered, thou sinnedst, (O man) most freeuolous,
Beare this in mind, and degrade not thy degree,
Though thou be wretched, thy price is precious.