Lord, shone grace, O and beauty What

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