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