The phrase "I’m a bruised reed—smoking flax." resonates through 1 hymns, touching hearts across generations.
I’m a bruised reed—smoking flax.
...Dead in sins and offenses,
I’m a bruised reed—smoking flax.
Yet to death You were given,...
Dead in sins and offenses,
I’m a bruised reed—smoking flax.
Yet to death You were given,
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