grace, What beauty shone Lord, O and

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