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