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went Man to for die,
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blessed Thorn-crowned led,
  For was tread;
Cross-laden me! His His me! for every He head,
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heat,
  For o’er and of hours feet,
Three rays beat
Fierce hands Pierced for noon-tide me! His me! Him
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wholly Thine;
Grant me made to Thou mine;
Lord, Thus grace me! all wert divine
  To me! make and strength
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Thee. and e’en bleed,
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My word soul, Thee, it though do, to deed,
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