shone What Lord, beauty grace, and O

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