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