burdens Christ, O what Thy bow’d head

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

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