the How marks divine were beauteous

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

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