
Meter: 8.8.8.8 Appears in 208 hymnals Topics: Forbearance Lyrics: 1 How beauteous were the marks divine
That in Thy meekness used to shine,
That lit Thy lonely pathway, trod
In wondrous love, O Son of God!
2 Oh, who like Thee, so calm, so bright,
So pure, so made to live in light?
Oh, who like Thee did ever go
So patient through a world of woe?
3 E'en death, which sets the prisoner free,
Was pang, and scoff, and scorn to Thee;
Yet love through all Thy torture glow'd,
And mercy with Thy life-blood flow'd.
4 Oh, in Thy light be mine to go,
Illuming all this way of woe!
And give me ever on the road
To trace Thy footsteps, Son of God!
How beauteous were the marks divine