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