Under sky an eastern

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