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