Under eastern sky an

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