诗歌： grace, and O beauty What Lord, shone

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

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

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