beauty and What Lord, O grace, shone

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