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