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Taking the
reed from His hand they struck Him on the head, driving the thorns more
deeply into His scalp.
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Hail Mary, full of grace,
the Lord is with thee;
Blessed are thou among
women,
and blessed is the fruit of thy womb,
Jesus crowned
with thorns.
Holy Mary, Mother of God,
pray for us sinners,
now and at the hour of our death.
Amen.
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