were How the divine beauteous marks

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

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