sky Under an eastern

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