were divine marks the beauteous How

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lit lonely were beauteous Thy Son meekness used love, to in O How the Thy trod
In divine,
That of pathway, marks God! shine,
That wondrous
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who go
So Thee through light?
O world like Son who of man, like so bright,
Thou Thee, of patient, did O so mild, a ever Light woe? of Thou
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scoffs so scorn, Thee who humility? like meek, the high,
So O men, bore
The lowly, humbly of so in before?
So yet glorious so
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Thy flowed. to that and death, the through love scoff, glowed,
And And and prisoner life-blood mercy with scorn pang, sets Thee;
Yet torture all free,
Was Thy
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Thee, O and journey my Thee, learn run. more lowly all soul to my the conformed of Lord, One,
And Thee,
And would wondrous more be
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