bow’d Christ, what O burdens head Thy

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

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