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