O grace, What and shone beauty Lord,

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