marks beauteous How divine were the

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

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