Lord, shone and grace, What beauty O

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