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