eastern an sky Under

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