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| O dearest Lord, what law hast Thou e'er 
 
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|  | 1. | O dearest Lord, what law hast Thou e'er | 
|  |  | broken | 
|  |  | That such sharp sentence should on Thee be | 
|  |  | spoken? | 
|  |  | Of what misdeed hast Thou to make | 
|  |  | confession- | 
|  |  | What dark transgression? | 
|  | 2. | They crown Thy head with thorns, they smite, | 
|  |  | they scourge Thee; | 
|  |  | With cruel mockings to the cross they urge | 
|  |  | Thee; | 
|  |  | They give Thee gall to drink, they still decry | 
|  |  | Thee; | 
|  |  | They crucify Thee. | 
|  | 3. | What punishment so strange is suffered | 
|  |  | yonder? | 
|  |  | The shepherd dies for sheep that loved to | 
|  |  | wander; | 
|  |  | The Master pays the debt His servants owe | 
|  |  | Him, | 
|  |  | Who would not know Him. | 
|  | 4. | The sinless Son of God must die in sadness; | 
|  |  | The sinful child of man may live in gladness; | 
|  |  | Man forfeited His life and is acquitted- | 
|  |  | God is committed. | 
|  | 5. | O mighty King, no time can dim Thy glory! | 
|  |  | How shall I spread abroad Thy wondrous | 
|  |  | story? | 
|  |  | How shall I find some worthy gift to proffer? | 
|  |  | What dare I offer? | 
|  | 6. | I'll think upon Thy mercy without ceasing; | 
|  |  | That earth's vain joys no more to me be | 
|  |  | pleasing; | 
|  |  | To do Thy will shall be my sole endeavor | 
|  |  | Henceforth forever. |