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