father, forgive them; for they don’t know what they are doing
how you often break my heart
today you shall be with me in paradise
there are problems with promises
behold your son behold your mother
this is when i feel most alone
my God, my God, why have you forsaken me
i thought that you loved me
i am thirsty
it is my only request
it is finished
and now i am full
father, into your hands i commend my spirit
it is not too much to ask
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