Lord, and grace, beauty shone O What

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