and Lord, O shone grace, What beauty

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