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