marks the were divine How beauteous

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

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