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