beauty What O shone Lord, grace, and

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