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What wondrous cause
could move Thy heart
To take on Thee my curse and smart?
When Thou foreknewest I should be
So cold and negligent to Thee?
The cause was love, I sink with shame
Before my sacred Jesus' name,
That Thou should bleed
and slaughter'd be,
Because, because Thou lovedst me.
Thou lovedst me, oh boundless grace!
Who can such wondrous mercy trace!
I, who unfaithful, foolish am,
Yet find Thee still a patient lamb.
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