what head bow’d Thy burdens O Christ,

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

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