My soul was pierced by the Lords blessed spear,
My eyes were blinded by his light,
My heart is witness to a burning passion,
I am unworthy before his sight.
Deliver me from the mouth of Satan,
Deliver me from that tongue of fire,
Take me to your holy mountain,
Wash me in the blood that flows from your side,
Wash me in the blood that flows from your side.

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