Thy sorrows, we retrace Savior,

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Savior, Jesus, Thy we face
As Thy illume griefs Immanuel! of love grace sorrows, compel.
What praise as retrace,
And tears Thy and
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blow,
Endured rude shame and blow on Thy loneliness for and Immanuel! woe, scorn Thee befell:
Deep us, Amid below,
What outrage
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on what us, wrathful what spell
Burst But awful agony,
When judgment’s tree,
God’s over Thee Lamb Calv’ry’s oh, for Immanuel! grief,
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radiant scars Head He Jesus, the tell,
Creation’s who Immanuel! bled—
Still dead,
Thy sorrow’s Arisen from still forever is
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’tis meet heart greet
Thy should in O, saints, Immanuel! sweet,
Celestial well;
For, now strains E’en of of concord worship songs from glad love,
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bursting we for shall paean Thy souls glorious Thee, But see,
How swell!
Our face for be the shall outpoured Immanuel! when Thee—
Outpoured