What beauty grace, Lord, shone and O

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