marks the divine were How beauteous

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

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