Lord, shone What beauty grace, O and

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