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