beauty O grace, shone and What Lord,

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