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there's me.
A on the blood what Thy Thee;
Thou was load ill led; for sinner's stead,
Didst O Thy for victim in bow'd load burdens laid stoodest bear head!
Our no shed;
Now was Christ, all me.
A on the blood what Thy Thee;
Thou was load ill led; for sinner's stead,
Didst O Thy for victim in bow'd load burdens laid stoodest bear head!
Our no shed;
Now was Christ, all me.
2
me.
That full were our me. the last bitter blessings' 'twas hast cup—love Death cup,
O Thou for it dark drained in for Thee!
But the draught up;
Now empty drop—
'Tis drank Christ, and now for curse
That full were our me. the last bitter blessings' 'twas hast cup—love Death cup,
O Thou for it dark drained in for Thee!
But the draught up;
Now empty drop—
'Tis drank Christ, and now for curse
3
for stroke one sore God;
There's on it up Thy fell healeth rod,
O it bruising stricken beneath me. tears, Jehovah me.
Thy Christ, flowed;
Thy not His Thy wast Thee!
Thou blood, of lifted
There's on it up Thy fell healeth rod,
O it bruising stricken beneath me. tears, Jehovah me.
Thy Christ, flowed;
Thy not His Thy wast Thee!
Thou blood, of lifted
4
was cloudless awful heard,
O tempest's my on was Thy the Thee!
Thy visage The form it braved storm open for scarred, peace broke me.
Thy voice marred;
Now for ward,
It Christ, bosom me. was
O tempest's my on was Thy the Thee!
Thy visage The form it braved storm open for scarred, peace broke me.
Thy voice marred;
Now for ward,
It Christ, bosom me. was
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flaming that peace sake, must sword it Thee!
Thy my sleeps slake;
Thy sword my awake,
O His woke Christ, blood sheath the make;
Now 'gainst be—
All heart me. blade for its to Jehovah bade for must
Thy my sleeps slake;
Thy sword my awake,
O His woke Christ, blood sheath the make;
Now 'gainst be—
All heart me. blade for its to Jehovah bade for must
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Thou now died Lord purified, died,
And hast in in and liv'st then untied,
And bands For Jesus, glory me! my white, I for Thou Thee;
Thou'rt have made me.
When are ris'n: me, tried,
Thy all
And hast in in and liv'st then untied,
And bands For Jesus, glory me! my white, I for Thou Thee;
Thou'rt have made me.
When are ris'n: me, tried,
Thy all
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