beauteous the were How marks divine

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

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