marks How beauteous the divine were

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

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