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The hour is come and the Son of Man shall be betray'd |
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into the hands of sinners. |
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For lo! they lie in wait for thy soul, |
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and the rulers take counsel together. |
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The mighty are gathered against thee,
The mighty are gathered against thee, |
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and have said thou shalt die! |
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For thou hast prophisied against this city, |
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hast prophisied against this city, |
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For this our heart is faint, |
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for these things our eyes are dim,
our eyes are dim. |