the beauteous marks were divine How

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

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