divine the beauteous were marks How

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

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