诗歌： beauty grace, O and shone What Lord,

and patient death O was all
Thy steps and in beauty woe! Thy Lord, of grace, shone
Around love seen below!
What life What

murm'ring burdened silent Thy heart
A no weight of word
Escaped hung,
Yet Forever tongue. sorrow Thy on ungentle,

did friends in could unfaithful prove;
Unwearied Thy despise, love! still,
Thy hate, only foes forgiveness heart revile,
Thy