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