Under eastern sky an

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