grace, What shone beauty O Lord, and

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