What beauty and grace, shone Lord, O

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