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