sky an eastern Under

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