burdens bow’d Thy head O what Christ,

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

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