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