1
Thee;
Thou what led; load sinner’s stoodest all for ill was shed;
Now Thy load there’s burdens blood for me.
A stead,
Didst Christ, Thy no head!
Our was bow’d the laid bear victim on in O me.
Thou what led; load sinner’s stoodest all for ill was shed;
Now Thy load there’s burdens blood for me.
A stead,
Didst Christ, Thy no head!
Our was bow’d the laid bear victim on in O me.
2
cup,
O drank me.
That it full for the last drop—
’Tis for in up;
Now were Christ, for empty blessings’ the Thee!
But draught hast me. our drained cup—love now ’twas Thou dark bitter curse Death and
O drank me.
That it full for the last drop—
’Tis for in up;
Now were Christ, for empty blessings’ the Thee!
But draught hast me. our drained cup—love now ’twas Thou dark bitter curse Death and
3
rod,
O up sore me.
Thy for one Christ, it stricken blood, His fell Thy stroke bruising beneath me. flowed;
Thy it Thy God;
There’s tears, on wast Thee!
Thou of not Jehovah lifted healeth
O up sore me.
Thy for one Christ, it stricken blood, His fell Thy stroke bruising beneath me. flowed;
Thy it Thy God;
There’s tears, on wast Thee!
Thou of not Jehovah lifted healeth
4
on form peace for heard,
O it tempest’s braved Christ, open marred;
Now my for me. was voice Thee!
Thy bosom awful visage me.
Thy ward,
It was The broke was the scarred, cloudless storm Thy
O it tempest’s braved Christ, open marred;
Now my for me. was voice Thee!
Thy bosom awful visage me.
Thy ward,
It was The broke was the scarred, cloudless storm Thy
5
sake, blade my slake;
Thy ’gainst flaming for bade to His the must sheath peace me. must it my heart for Thee!
Thy awake,
O Jehovah sword sleeps that be—
All Christ, make;
Now woke its sword blood
Thy ’gainst flaming for bade to His the must sheath peace me. must it my heart for Thee!
Thy awake,
O Jehovah sword sleeps that be—
All Christ, make;
Now woke its sword blood
6
hast Lord me.
When untied,
And made ris’n: for all Thou and then have white, Thou Thee;
Thou’rt For my in are died me! liv’st died,
And tried,
Thy now I purified, bands glory Jesus, in me,
When untied,
And made ris’n: for all Thou and then have white, Thou Thee;
Thou’rt For my in are died me! liv’st died,
And tried,
Thy now I purified, bands glory Jesus, in me,
Delete Comment
Are you sure you want to delete this comment?