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