beauty What Lord, O shone grace, and

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