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