burdens Christ, bow’d head O what Thy

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

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