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My sins laid open to the rod,
The back which from the law was free;
And the eternal Son of God
Received the stripes once due to me.
No beam was in His eye, nor mote,
Nor laid to Him was any blame;
And yet His cheeks
for me were smote—
The cheeks that
never blushed for shame.
I pierced those sacred hands and feet
That never touched or walked in sin;
I broke the heart that only beat
The souls of sinful men to win.
That sponge of vinegar and gall
Was placed by me upon His tongue;
And when derision mocked His call,
I stood that mocking crowd among.
And yet His blood was shed for me,
To be of sin the double cure;
And balm there flows
from Calvary’s tree
That heals my guilt
and makes me pure.
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LYRICS
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Meter:
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8 8 8 8 (L.M.)
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Bible Refs:
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Is 53:5;
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MUSIC
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Name:
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FEDERAL STREET
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Meter:
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8 8 8 8 (L.M.)
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Dates:
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1832
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LIST OF MUSIC SOURCES
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Hymn/Song Book
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Song #
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| # 83 | F | | # 317 | F | | # 291 | F | | # 480 | G | | # 598 | G | | # 376 | G | | # 389 | G |
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