eastern sky Under an

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