What beauty shone and Lord, O grace,

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