were beauteous How marks the divine

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

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