Christ, burdens bow’d head Thy what O

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

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