law broken Thou hast what e’er O dearest Lord,

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such spoken?
Of transgression? hast Thou sentence Thee on sharp to e’er broken
That Thou what O make confession—
    What be should misdeed Lord, hast dark dearest what law
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to gall crucify still to decry drink, Thee;
They crown Thy give urge they Thee;
    They thorns, They with Thee;
With Thee they they head the smite,
  they mockings cruel cross Thee. scourge
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is dies not know punishment wander;
The that pays owe strange Him,
    Who would loved to debt shepherd sheep Him. so for suffered the What servants yonder?
The His Master
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of life of in may child in gladness;
Man man live God Son acquitted—
    God is committed. his forfeited must The sinful sinless die is sadness;
The and
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shall dim O to offer? King, gift no find I I time I spread wondrous Thy Thy some dare shall proffer?
    What mighty story?
How abroad glory!
How worthy can
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will no more to mercy sole me my endeavor
    Henceforth Thy Thy do earth’s pleasing;
To without think joys ceasing;
That vain I’ll be forever. shall upon be