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Surely He Hath Borne Our Griefs
And With His Stripes We Are Healed
All We Like Sheep Have Gone Astray
All They That See Him, Laugh Him To Scorn
He Trusted In God That He Would Deliver Him
Thy Rebuke Hath Broken His Heart
Behold, And See If There Be Any Sorrow Like Unto His Sorrow
He Was Cut Off Out Of The Land Of The Living
But Thou Didst Not Leave His Soul In Hell
Lift Up Your Heads, O Ye Gates
Unto Which Of The Angels Said He At Any Time
Let All The Angels Of God Worship Him
How Beautiful Are The Feet Of Them
Their Sound Is Gone Out Into All Lands
Why Do The Nations So Furiously Rage Together
Let Us Break Their Bonds Asunder
He That Dwelleth In Heaven
Thou Shalt Break Them With A Rod Of Iron
Hallelujah: For The Lord God Omnipotent Reigneth
I Know That My Redeemer Liveth
Behold, I Tell You A Mystery
Then Shall Be Brought To Pass The Saying That Is Written
O Death, Where Is Thy Sting?
If God Be For Us, Who Can Be Against Us?
Worthy Is The Lamb That Was Slain
℗© 1995 House of Classics
