What beauty and O Lord, grace, shone

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