an eastern Under sky

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