and Lord, What O grace, beauty shone

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