shone Lord, O and grace, What beauty

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