and O Lord, What beauty grace, shone

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