What beauty shone O grace, and Lord,

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