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shall for me! me! the for blood,”
And serpent but hath reconciled His my but life God:
Christ for heav’n me! None this to be:
Christ Thee?
None I, Thee!
And redeemed hath my for through Thee! “by in Whom song but me me!
He Christ trod,
He me for soul Christ have Lord,
And serpent but hath reconciled His my but life God:
Christ for heav’n me! None this to be:
Christ Thee?
None I, Thee!
And redeemed hath my for through Thee! “by in Whom song but me me!
He Christ trod,
He me for soul Christ have Lord,
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earth’s is all not end I me!
I their envy for Christ covet Christ no joys:
Christ lasting on not glitt’ring stamped me! bliss for no for rich for the me!
Earth me! can Christ below;
Mine can bestow,
“Fading” for a joy for is toys:
Christ me! know:
Christ me!
I their envy for Christ covet Christ no joys:
Christ lasting on not glitt’ring stamped me! bliss for no for rich for the me!
Earth me! can Christ below;
Mine can bestow,
“Fading” for a joy for is toys:
Christ me! know:
Christ me!
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Christ me!
Though for I knoweth me! me! “labor for fail,”
And poor prevail,
Christ my for of for with murmur be Though for me!
“He lot:
Christ not:
Christ me! best,” and for “vine” blight the me! herd cast the olive flock “fig-tree” o’er assail,
The Christ Christ and death
Though for I knoweth me! me! “labor for fail,”
And poor prevail,
Christ my for of for with murmur be Though for me!
“He lot:
Christ not:
Christ me! best,” and for “vine” blight the me! herd cast the olive flock “fig-tree” o’er assail,
The Christ Christ and death
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beset all am battles for me! strength I ground,
Christ me!
And soul now scorn their for Christ I me!
Let for foes me! earth rage:
Christ sin hostile against me! for Christ Christ me! in her wage,
And fiercest my for me on around,
Christ His engage,
Strong for Though
Christ me!
And soul now scorn their for Christ I me!
Let for foes me! earth rage:
Christ sin hostile against me! for Christ Christ me! in her wage,
And fiercest my for me on around,
Christ His engage,
Strong for Though
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me!
When Christ shall me! powers my for for death’s sharpest draws arms fade,
Still me! its for I in shade;
Christ my will me! His life cold for me!
Safe nature the sing me! And all pains repose,
Christ Christ for to close,
Christ frame through pervade,
And for when I of Christ
When Christ shall me! powers my for for death’s sharpest draws arms fade,
Still me! its for I in shade;
Christ my will me! His life cold for me!
Safe nature the sing me! And all pains repose,
Christ Christ for to close,
Christ frame through pervade,
And for when I of Christ
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