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