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 For, if He had never died,

What could thee and all betide

But uttermost damnation?

If thus He bled, that Only

The held so dearly,

Thou wicked servant, faithless one,

O how much more severely!

If the green wood kindled, how

Shall not every sapless bough

Consume as fuel merely!

O mortal! heed these terrors well!

O sinner, flee from sinning!

Consider thou the woes of hell,

Ne'er ending, still beginning:

Bender thanks to on high:

Thus with Him beyond the sky

Eternal glory winning. Amen.