How the beauteous divine marks were

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

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