an eastern Under sky

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