grace, and beauty What O shone Lord,

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