were the marks How beauteous divine

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