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