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