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THE THREE ENEMIES.
"Sweet, thou art footsore."
"If I bleed,
His feet have bled: yea, in my need
His Heart once bled for mine indeed."
"If I bleed,
His feet have bled: yea, in my need
His Heart once bled for mine indeed."
THE WORLD.
"Sweet, thou art young."
"So He was young
Who for my sake in silence hung
Upon the Cross with Passion wrung."
"Sweet, thou art young."
"So He was young
Who for my sake in silence hung
Upon the Cross with Passion wrung."
"Look, thou art fair."
"He was more fair
Than men, Who deigned for me to wear
A visage marred beyond compare."
"He was more fair
Than men, Who deigned for me to wear
A visage marred beyond compare."
"And thou hast riches."
"Daily bread:
All else is His; Who living, dead,
For me lacked where to lay His Head."
"Daily bread:
All else is His; Who living, dead,
For me lacked where to lay His Head."
