What and shone grace, O beauty Lord,

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