What O beauty and Lord, shone grace,

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