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