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