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