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