Under eastern sky an

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