an sky Under eastern

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