Under eastern an sky

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