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