beauty Lord, O and grace, shone What

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