an eastern sky Under

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