head O bow’d Christ, Thy what burdens

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

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