O sacred head, Now woundedchubbchinbabyAugust 1 2004, 15:37:41 UTC
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, ever Outlive my love to thee.
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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, ever
Outlive my love to thee.
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