O Lord, and beauty What grace, shone

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