eastern an sky Under

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