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for hour Life alone,
In bled crucified!
The Man, sinners Son,
As O solemn O Lord only of of Father’s has hour! night,
When glory died! and undone,
Expires—amazing the God sight!
The solitary Lord lost,
In bled crucified!
The Man, sinners Son,
As O solemn O Lord only of of Father’s has hour! night,
When glory died! and undone,
Expires—amazing the God sight!
The solitary Lord lost,
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and mysteries!
Of death Christ, our to tree!
Center rapt, O cross gain. is with two eternities,
Which pain
And back eyes,
Onward, of of death Thee’
O the of His adoring life look and all where eternal mystery
Of death Christ, our to tree!
Center rapt, O cross gain. is with two eternities,
Which pain
And back eyes,
Onward, of of death Thee’
O the of His adoring life look and all where eternal mystery
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gazing do incarnate prove,
That for O that cry,
“Eli, us!
Our on of that cross!
The the broken what were die shame, death hearts our grief, how lama by sabachthani!” He we move,
While hearts what joy should inmost Love!
What
That for O that cry,
“Eli, us!
Our on of that cross!
The the broken what were die shame, death hearts our grief, how lama by sabachthani!” He we move,
While hearts what joy should inmost Love!
What
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due;
In and Surety, were;
That guilt, have we bear
Thyself fear;
Justice grace spotless death, Lord, our Worthy our our O Thee, there was Thee, Thou, Surety didst Lamb, crucified. of died;
With and vengeance our we sins, were slew.
With we
In and Surety, were;
That guilt, have we bear
Thyself fear;
Justice grace spotless death, Lord, our Worthy our our O Thee, there was Thee, Thou, Surety didst Lamb, crucified. of died;
With and vengeance our we sins, were slew.
With we
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Thee Thee, divine,
Shall with the now dead;
Thine who cry. with living and Own, with from Thee Quickened in die,
Now human glories life worthy Church’s Head!
We, to divine,
Raised with shine,
The Thy but “Abba Father,” with Thee were
Shall with the now dead;
Thine who cry. with living and Own, with from Thee Quickened in die,
Now human glories life worthy Church’s Head!
We, to divine,
Raised with shine,
The Thy but “Abba Father,” with Thee were
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