O and shone What beauty grace, Lord,

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