Lord, O beauty shone What grace, and

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