What O grace, and Lord, beauty shone

C78* E89 K78* T89
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death and grace, What O Lord, was in shone
  Around of and life woe! below!
What beauty steps love patient seen all
  Thy Thy
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no Forever on Thy word
  Escaped hung,
Yet Thy silent sorrow burdened ungentle, murm'ring weight of heart
  A tongue.
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did unfaithful despise, could in foes love! forgiveness hate, heart prove;
Unwearied friends Thy still,
  Thy only revile,
  Thy