O Lord, Your love did not recoil
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O Lord, Your love did not recoil At sting of death and shame; So may we overcome this age, The devil's power disclaim. |
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O Lord, You bore the heavy load On that foreboding path: The sins of man, the devil's scorn, And God's all-righteous wrath. |
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The roaring wind and threat'ning waves At Your command must crest; For this we worship and proclaim The name in which we rest. |
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Soon shall we in the Father's house Begin the newest songs, But here where You have met our need E'en now new praise belongs. |
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You have destroyed the accuser
You have bashed his head
You have won the victory
We can stand in you