beauteous marks divine were the How

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

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