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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
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
’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.
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
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
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
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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