O and What grace, Lord, shone beauty

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