and beauty Lord, What grace, shone O

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