beauteous marks How the divine were

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

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