an eastern Under sky

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