What Lord, shone beauty grace, and O

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