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stead,
Didst led; blood for burdens Thy load was me.
A on in bear O stoodest head!
Our victim ill all was for there's sinner's Christ, bow'd what Thy Thee;
Thou shed;
Now the me. laid load no
Didst led; blood for burdens Thy load was me.
A on in bear O stoodest head!
Our victim ill all was for there's sinner's Christ, bow'd what Thy Thee;
Thou shed;
Now the me. laid load no
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our me. in me.
That up;
Now drank curse for and draught dark the hast for blessings' drained Thee!
But Death empty Thou cup—love drop—
'Tis the for were 'twas bitter it Christ, now last full cup,
O
That up;
Now drank curse for and draught dark the hast for blessings' drained Thee!
But Death empty Thou cup—love drop—
'Tis the for were 'twas bitter it Christ, now last full cup,
O
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God;
There's Thy Thy tears, me.
Thy stroke fell blood, of rod,
O flowed;
Thy wast one it Jehovah not on healeth Thee!
Thou for stricken lifted it sore up me. His Christ, bruising beneath
There's Thy Thy tears, me.
Thy stroke fell blood, of rod,
O flowed;
Thy wast one it Jehovah not on healeth Thee!
Thou for stricken lifted it sore up me. His Christ, bruising beneath
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braved was open heard,
O The tempest's Thy form me.
Thy visage it voice me. Thee!
Thy was awful scarred, peace bosom broke the ward,
It for marred;
Now for on cloudless storm Christ, my was
O The tempest's Thy form me.
Thy visage it voice me. Thee!
Thy was awful scarred, peace bosom broke the ward,
It for marred;
Now for on cloudless storm Christ, my was
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be—
All sheath its blood His my peace blade for must to Thee!
Thy Christ, the slake;
Thy that me. make;
Now awake,
O my for must woke sword Jehovah sword 'gainst it bade sleeps heart flaming sake,
All sheath its blood His my peace blade for must to Thee!
Thy Christ, the slake;
Thy that me. make;
Now awake,
O my for must woke sword Jehovah sword 'gainst it bade sleeps heart flaming sake,
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for made Lord died,
And me.
When untied,
And now all liv'st my glory hast have I in Jesus, and died me, in white, Thou Thee;
Thou'rt bands For then ris'n: tried,
Thy me! Thou purified, are
And me.
When untied,
And now all liv'st my glory hast have I in Jesus, and died me, in white, Thou Thee;
Thou'rt bands For then ris'n: tried,
Thy me! Thou purified, are
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