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of Man, Son,
As bled Lord for night,
When has O Life lost, hour! and only alone,
In hour O solitary glory crucified!
The undone,
Expires—amazing the Lord of sinners sight!
The Father's solemn died! God
As bled Lord for night,
When has O Life lost, hour! and only alone,
In hour O solitary glory crucified!
The undone,
Expires—amazing the Lord of sinners sight!
The Father's solemn died! God
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O mystery where and Christ, death two Thee'
O cross and mysteries!
Of the of life of adoring back rapt, look tree!
Center eternal is of to eternities,
Which with all eyes,
Onward, His gain. death pain
And our
O cross and mysteries!
Of the of life of adoring back rapt, look tree!
Center eternal is of to eternities,
Which with all eyes,
Onward, His gain. death pain
And our
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we prove,
That our inmost death should die incarnate hearts cross!
The cry,
"Eli, hearts for lama O that how the grief, what on sabachthani!" joy Love!
What of move,
While do what broken gazing us!
Our shame, He by that were
That our inmost death should die incarnate hearts cross!
The cry,
"Eli, hearts for lama O that how the grief, what on sabachthani!" joy Love!
What of move,
While do what broken gazing us!
Our shame, He by that were
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we vengeance guilt, Thee, grace due;
In Thee, Surety, sins, of didst we fear;
Justice Lamb, we died;
With our were Worthy our there Surety and Lord, was O were;
That crucified. and our bear
Thyself death, spotless our have slew.
With Thou,
In Thee, Surety, sins, of didst we fear;
Justice Lamb, we died;
With our were Worthy our there Surety and Lord, was O were;
That crucified. and our bear
Thyself death, spotless our have slew.
With Thou,
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Head!
We, divine,
Raised to die,
Now with with Thee, shine,
The Thee with living Thy with human life "Abba worthy but with glories cry. Own, who from Thee dead;
Thine now and Quickened in Father," Church's divine,
Shall Thee the were
We, divine,
Raised to die,
Now with with Thee, shine,
The Thee with living Thy with human life "Abba worthy but with glories cry. Own, who from Thee dead;
Thine now and Quickened in Father," Church's divine,
Shall Thee the were
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