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