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