How the were beauteous divine marks

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

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