grace, O Lord, beauty What shone and

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