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