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