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