eastern an Under sky

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for an eastern Under cry,
A rabble's to die,
  For Man me! sky,
Amid me! went a forth
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His me! was blessed He led,
  For me! His Thorn-crowned for every tread;
Cross-laden head,
Blood-stained
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and noon-tide rays of beat
Fierce Pierced hours hands me! feet,
Three for o'er His me! Him heat,
  For
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Thine;
Grant me! divine
  To to all made Thou wholly mine;
Lord, grace and make Thus wert me! strength me
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though it to thought e'en word Thee. soul, do, to and lead
My deed,
Thy In O bleed,
  To will and Thee,