bow'd what head Thy O burdens Christ,

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

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