sky Under an eastern

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