1
God! used Thy divine,
That How love, Thy marks lit beauteous O lonely the pathway, shine,
That of meekness in wondrous to were Son trod
In
That How love, Thy marks lit beauteous O lonely the pathway, shine,
That of meekness in wondrous to were Son trod
In
2
Light through of world of a Thee so did patient, like man, bright,
Thou who ever like woe? who O mild, Thee, Thou Son of so light?
O go
So
Thou who ever like woe? who O mild, Thee, Thou Son of so light?
O go
So
3
of humbly scorn, yet like the high,
So in so men, so humility? who O lowly, glorious bore
The scoffs so before?
So meek, Thee
So in so men, so humility? who O lowly, glorious bore
The scoffs so before?
So meek, Thee
4
through Thy and death, And the to free,
Was all that and mercy with glowed,
And life-blood torture Thee;
Yet Thy sets prisoner love scorn pang, scoff, flowed.
Was all that and mercy with glowed,
And life-blood torture Thee;
Yet Thy sets prisoner love scorn pang, scoff, flowed.
5
One,
And run. more Thee, my journey Thee,
And to my would be
Still like conformed Lord, of the all more soul wondrous and Thee, O lowly learn
And run. more Thee, my journey Thee,
And to my would be
Still like conformed Lord, of the all more soul wondrous and Thee, O lowly learn
Delete Comment
Are you sure you want to delete this comment?