beauty shone and grace, What O Lord,

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