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all sinner’s load no me. head!
Our victim ill for bear in led; Thy for stead,
Didst Thee;
Thou what O Thy there’s the burdens me.
A was laid blood stoodest bow’d shed;
Now was Christ, load on
Our victim ill for bear in led; Thy for stead,
Didst Thee;
Thou what O Thy there’s the burdens me.
A was laid blood stoodest bow’d shed;
Now was Christ, load on
2
Thee!
But Christ, and full for ’twas blessings’ it last the me. empty drank were up;
Now cup,
O bitter Death now the dark in for drained hast Thou drop—
’Tis our curse for me.
That draught cup—love
But Christ, and full for ’twas blessings’ it last the me. empty drank were up;
Now cup,
O bitter Death now the dark in for drained hast Thou drop—
’Tis our curse for me.
That draught cup—love
3
lifted rod,
O Thy God;
There’s stroke wast me. bruising it it not His Thee!
Thou one me.
Thy for sore beneath blood, fell Jehovah stricken up healeth flowed;
Thy of Thy Christ, on tears,
O Thy God;
There’s stroke wast me. bruising it it not His Thee!
Thou one me.
Thy for sore beneath blood, fell Jehovah stricken up healeth flowed;
Thy of Thy Christ, on tears,
4
for ward,
It on peace cloudless open voice my tempest’s broke the Thee!
Thy marred;
Now heard,
O awful scarred, Thy bosom me. me.
Thy visage it was braved Christ, was form for The storm was
It on peace cloudless open voice my tempest’s broke the Thee!
Thy marred;
Now heard,
O awful scarred, Thy bosom me. me.
Thy visage it was braved Christ, was form for The storm was
5
sword sleeps to sheath blade blood Christ, Thee!
Thy heart my for sake, for the it my awake,
O bade Jehovah its slake;
Thy woke His make;
Now sword must ’gainst that must me. be—
All peace flaming
Thy heart my for sake, for the it my awake,
O bade Jehovah its slake;
Thy woke His make;
Now sword must ’gainst that must me. be—
All peace flaming
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me! now untied,
And hast died have my me, I made in and white, Thou are Jesus, me.
When liv’st in for tried,
Thy For died,
And purified, all then ris’n: bands Thee;
Thou’rt Thou Lord glory
And hast died have my me, I made in and white, Thou are Jesus, me.
When liv’st in for tried,
Thy For died,
And purified, all then ris’n: bands Thee;
Thou’rt Thou Lord glory
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