What beauty O Lord, and shone grace,

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below!
What What and woe! grace, of Thy love in and all
  Thy life was beauty steps Lord, death seen O patient shone
  Around
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tongue. of silent ungentle, weight on Forever sorrow heart
  A murm’ring word
  Escaped Thy no burdened hung,
Yet Thy
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still,
  Thy revile,
  Thy could love! foes did despise, friends heart hate, only unfaithful Thy prove;
Unwearied in forgiveness