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<h2>O WHO LIKE THEE SO CALM, SO BRIGHT</h2>
<p align="center"><h3>&#8220;Who is like Thee, glorious in holiness.&#8221; Exodus 15:11</h3></p>
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<td><em>Words:</em> <a href="./hymns/hymns_bio/bio_c_o_coxe_ac.html" target="_blank">Arthur Cleveland Coxe</a>, 1840.
<p><em>Music:</em> &#8220;Melcombe,&#8221; <a href="./hymns/hymns_bio/bio_w_e_webbe_s.html" target="_blank">Samuel Webbe, Sr.</a>, 1782 </p><p><table><tr><td><a href="./hymns/hymns_mid/mid_m_melcombe.mid" target = "_blank"><img border=0 src="./hymns/hymns_img/notes.gif"><br><b>Play MIDI</b></a></td><td>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;</td><td><a href="./hymns/hymns_html/score_info.html" target = "_blank"><b>Link to obtain<br>musical score info</b></a></td></tr></table></p>
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<p>O who like Thee, so calm, so bright,<br>
Thou Son of Man, Thou Light of Light?<br>
O who like Thee did ever go<br>
So patient through a world of woe!</p>
<p>O who like Thee so humbly bore<br>
The scorn, the scoffs of men before;<br>
So meek, forgiving, Godlike, high<br>
So glorious in humility!</p>
<p>And all Thy life&#8217;s unchanging years,<br>
A man of sorrows and of tears,<br>
The cross, where all our sins were laid,<br>
Upon Thy bending shoulders weighed.</p>
<p>And death, which sets the prisoner free,<br>
Was pang, and scoff, and scorn to Thee;<br>
Yet love through all Thy torture glowed,<br>
And mercy with Thy life blood flowed.</p>
<p>O in thy light be mine to go,<br>
Illuming all this way of woe;<br>
And give me ever on the road<br>
To trace Thy footsteps, Son of God.</p>
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