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            Good Friday
     
       O Deus, ego awo Te

My God, I love thee, not because

I hope for Heaven there by; Nor because they, who love thee not must burn eternally.

Thou, O my Jesus, Thou didst me upon the cross embrace For me didst bear the nails & spear and manifold disgrace

And grief and torment numbless and sweat of agony E'ew death itself- and all for me Who was thine enemy.

Thou why O blessed Jesus Christ Should I not love thee well Not for the sake of winning Heaven Or of escaping Hell.