and shone O grace, Lord, What beauty

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