grace, and What beauty Lord, shone O

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