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ME:
Take this bitter wine away,
My Lord. Thy love is gall to me
Thy hand crushes my soul and makes me be
The man I must betray
Soon I will die
That's all consummate
My heart now is blind
So let be my fate
Afraid
All I see is fear and loss.
My Lord, my soul is sad
Till death
Why should I know how
To choose my own path.
My Lord? Each way leads
To the cross…
Soon I will die
Shall I remain?
To save all mankind
Would I die again?
Afraid. I'm so afraid
Crucify me. Sacrifice me.
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