grace, Lord, What O shone and beauty

C78* E89 K78* T89
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woe! beauty O all
  Thy of seen was below!
What grace, love patient in death What Thy shone
  Around and steps and life Lord,
2
on of silent ungentle, heart
  A Thy Forever weight Thy sorrow burdened hung,
Yet word
  Escaped murm’ring no tongue.
3
prove;
Unwearied unfaithful Thy friends in heart did forgiveness only hate, could love! despise, still,
  Thy foes revile,
  Thy