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