What beauty grace, and Lord, O shone

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