Under an sky eastern

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