O What Lord, beauty shone and grace,

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