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