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