Christ, bow’d burdens what Thy head O

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

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