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