what Christ, bow’d burdens Thy head O

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

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