Under an eastern sky

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