beauty and O What grace, Lord, shone

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