the were beauteous How divine marks

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

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