How the beauteous were marks divine

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

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