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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,
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
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,
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
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
And would journey more Thee, conformed of One,
And Lord, be
Still like lowly more wondrous
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