grace, beauty What Lord, and shone O

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