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    "text": "I bow at Jesu’s name, for ’tis the Sign",
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    "text": "Of awful mercy towards a guilty line.",
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    "text": "Of shameful ancestry, in birth defiled,",
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    "text": "And scorn of judgment-flames,",
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    "text": "How without fear can I behold my Life,",
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    "text": "The Just assailing sin, and death-stain’d in the strife?",
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    "text": "And so, albeit His woe is our release,",
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    "text": "Thought of that woe aye dims our earthly peace;",
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    "text": "The Life is hidden in a Fount of Blood!",
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    "text": "And this is tidings good",
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    "text": "For souls, who, pierced that they have caused that woe,",
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    "text": "Are fain to share it too:",
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    "text": "But for the many, clinging to their lot",
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    "text": "Of worldly ease and sloth, ’tis written “Touch Me not.”",
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