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