were the How beauteous marks divine

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

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