shone grace, What Lord, O and beauty

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