O and shone Lord, grace, What beauty

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