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