Lo, How a Corpse E'er Blooming
This Flower, whose fragrance tender with sweetness fills the air,
Dispels with glorious splendor the darkness everywhere;
True Man, yet very God, from sin and death He saves us,
And lightens every load.
Entertainment, complex.
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kissies.