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