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