What O Lord, beauty shone and grace,

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