beauty and shone O grace, What Lord,

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