Thy Mystery, O Christ, how great!
Thy Beauties, how divine!
Thy Wounds, thy Death, thy bloody Sweat,
With endless Radiance shine:
With wond'ring Hearts, we now have seen,
In thy transparent Blood,
The friendly, smiling, lov'd, serene,
Unclouded Face of God!
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