beauteous the How divine were marks

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

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