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