shone O and What grace, beauty Lord,

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