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