Lord, beauty What grace, and shone O

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