beauty O Lord, shone grace, What and

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death beauty shone
  Around O steps and patient below!
What grace, Thy love was woe! What of in Lord, seen life and all
  Thy
2
ungentle, hung,
Yet heart
  A on of word
  Escaped Thy weight silent murm’ring burdened sorrow Forever Thy tongue. no
3
love! did despise, prove;
Unwearied forgiveness heart hate, could only revile,
  Thy Thy in friends foes still,
  Thy unfaithful