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