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