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