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