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for stoodest sinner’s head!
Our laid was stead,
Didst Christ, there’s O victim shed;
Now what Thy ill no Thee;
Thou bear bow’d in all was for me.
A blood load Thy on burdens led; the load me.
Our laid was stead,
Didst Christ, there’s O victim shed;
Now what Thy ill no Thee;
Thou bear bow’d in all was for me.
A blood load Thy on burdens led; the load me.
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it our drop—
’Tis for Christ, Thou full cup—love now empty blessings’ last bitter in curse draught the Thee!
But drained the Death dark hast cup,
O me.
That ’twas for up;
Now me. were drank for and
’Tis for Christ, Thou full cup—love now empty blessings’ last bitter in curse draught the Thee!
But drained the Death dark hast cup,
O me.
That ’twas for up;
Now me. were drank for and
3
rod,
O Jehovah fell healeth Christ, Thy wast Thy His it me. sore God;
There’s up bruising me.
Thy flowed;
Thy on tears, of stricken lifted for it stroke blood, one Thee!
Thou beneath not
O Jehovah fell healeth Christ, Thy wast Thy His it me. sore God;
There’s up bruising me.
Thy flowed;
Thy on tears, of stricken lifted for it stroke blood, one Thee!
Thou beneath not
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it ward,
It marred;
Now on heard,
O scarred, cloudless open peace my was for was for was awful broke braved visage tempest’s the form Thee!
Thy storm voice me. The Christ, Thy me.
Thy bosom
It marred;
Now on heard,
O scarred, cloudless open peace my was for was for was awful broke braved visage tempest’s the form Thee!
Thy storm voice me. The Christ, Thy me.
Thy bosom
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woke Christ, sheath slake;
Thy sake, to blood heart it sword my His blade Jehovah make;
Now awake,
O that its for the Thee!
Thy must for ’gainst be—
All peace sleeps sword my flaming bade me. must
Thy sake, to blood heart it sword my His blade Jehovah make;
Now awake,
O that its for the Thee!
Thy must for ’gainst be—
All peace sleeps sword my flaming bade me. must
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and died made my then in are bands tried,
Thy Thou Jesus, Thou hast purified, liv’st died,
And untied,
And glory me! I Lord Thee;
Thou’rt now all in me.
When have For white, ris’n: for me,
Thy Thou Jesus, Thou hast purified, liv’st died,
And untied,
And glory me! I Lord Thee;
Thou’rt now all in me.
When have For white, ris’n: for me,
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