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