Lord, What grace, O shone and beauty

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