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