What beauty shone Lord, and grace, O

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