What grace, O beauty shone and Lord,

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