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