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