Under an eastern sky

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