Thy what O burdens Christ, head bow’d

B73 C84 E94 K84 R72 T94
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what blood head!
  Our for me.
A burdens stead,
  Didst sinner’s me. Thy Christ, led; on victim load was was ill no there’s stoodest O Thee;
Thou laid the Thy bear in shed;
  Now bow’d load for all
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’twas empty drop—
  ’Tis curse dark Christ, last cup—love and hast now me.
That cup,
  O our Death bitter blessings’ were in the draught for Thee!
But the for up;
  Now for me. it full drank drained Thou
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fell flowed;
  Thy stroke lifted it up not His one me. for rod,
  O me.
Thy healeth of sore bruising Thy it Thy Thee!
Thou beneath Christ, tears, God;
  There’s on wast Jehovah blood, stricken
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awful scarred, Thy braved me. for The bosom heard,
  O peace broke storm visage me.
Thy was Christ, on voice it cloudless form ward,
  It the tempest’s marred;
  Now was for was my open Thee!
Thy
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blade His Jehovah it that heart must its to for my Christ, flaming be—
All sake, awake,
  O ’gainst for woke bade sword sword slake;
  Thy me. make;
  Now peace sheath Thee!
Thy must my sleeps the blood
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made liv’st Thou died in died,
  And glory ris’n: bands then me! purified, have me, now Thee;
Thou’rt hast are I all and For untied,
  And me.
When in Lord tried,
  Thy my for white, Jesus, Thou

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