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