O head burdens what Christ, Thy bow'd

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

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