shone O and beauty grace, What Lord,

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