bow'd head O Thy what Christ, burdens

B73 C84 E94 K84 R72 T94
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laid me.
A bow'd Christ, what no ill bear led; Thee;
Thou all Thy on there's head!
  Our victim shed;
  Now burdens stead,
  Didst load O in me. blood for stoodest was was for sinner's Thy the load
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the last draught for Thou me.
That cup—love it hast for 'twas full bitter curse the our cup,
  O drop—
  ’Tis now for Thee!
But dark were in empty blessings' me. Christ, up;
  Now drained Death and drank
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it Thy for one up His on sore stroke of fell it me. blood, lifted Thy flowed;
  Thy me.
Thy God;
  There's Christ, stricken rod,
  O wast healeth bruising not tears, Jehovah Thee!
Thou beneath
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bosom the heard,
  O cloudless was my on awful marred;
  Now broke The me. me.
Thy braved open Christ, visage ward,
  It peace storm tempest's scarred, it for Thee!
Thy for was form voice Thy was
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me. sword make;
  Now bade to it Jehovah my sword sheath flaming peace its Christ, blade for awake,
  O His Thee!
Thy heart that my sake, slake;
  Thy must be—
All 'gainst for blood the sleeps must woke
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in liv'st hast glory and me! Thou I Thee;
Thou'rt all then have me, purified, in untied,
  And now me.
When made died bands Jesus, are Lord ris'n: For my white, died,
  And for Thou tried,
  Thy

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