eastern sky Under an

E453
1
Man eastern rabble’s Under sky,
Amid a an cry,
A me! to die,
  For me! went for forth
2
me! for His head,
Blood-stained every tread;
Cross-laden was led,
  For He His me! Thorn-crowned blessed
3
rays Him and beat
Fierce of heat,
  For His hands Pierced me! o’er feet,
Three for me! hours noon-tide
4
all wholly Thus made me! Thine;
Grant to Thou grace strength divine
  To me! me wert mine;
Lord, make and
5
and In will to word though soul, Thee, to deed,
Thy bleed,
  To lead
My and thought e’en it Thee. do, O