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| For Me |
| Today, I want to simply share two verses of a hymn that I have sung and heard sung at meetings for as long as I can remember. For those of my readers who are familiar with the Little Flock Hymnbook, you will recognize it as #137. |
| O Christ, what burdens bowed Thy head! Our load was laid on Thee; Thou stoodest in the sinner’s stead To bear all ill for me, A victim led, Thy blood was shed; Now there’s no load for me. |
| For me, Lord Jesus, Thou hast died, And I have died in Thee; Thou’rt risen: my bands are all untied And now Thou liv’st in me. The Father’s face of radiant grace Shines now in light on me. |
| “But He was wounded for our transgressions, He was bruised for our iniquities: the chastisement of our peace was upon Him; and with His stripes we are healed” (Isaiah 53:5). |
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