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