Christ, burdens head bow'd O Thy what

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

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