Under an sky eastern

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