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