What and shone grace, O beauty Lord,

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