grace, O beauty What shone Lord, and

C78* E89 K78* T89
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love was and Lord, and of life O woe! all
  Thy patient steps beauty death below!
What grace, What seen shone
  Around in Thy
2
heart
  A Thy tongue. burdened murm’ring Thy silent hung,
Yet of word
  Escaped Forever weight no ungentle, on sorrow
3
hate, in friends forgiveness foes love! heart could Thy despise, did still,
  Thy revile,
  Thy prove;
Unwearied unfaithful only