"When I deliberately choose to sin, I add to Christ's pain on the cross. ... ""O sacred Head, now wounded, with grief and shame weighed down, Now scornfully surrounded with thorns, Thine only crown; How pale Thou art with anguish, with sore abuse and scorn! How does that visage languish, which once was bright as morn!"" - O Sacred Head Now Wounded, J.W. Alexander"
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