were marks beauteous the How divine

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

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