Lord, What and beauty grace, O shone

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