What O Lord, shone grace, and beauty

C78* E89 K78* T89
1
in life below!
What steps Lord, woe! shone
  Around beauty and grace, all
  Thy seen O death of patient love was Thy and What
2
no of word
  Escaped weight silent Thy burdened Forever on heart
  A sorrow hung,
Yet Thy murm’ring tongue. ungentle,
3
in could love! Thy despise, hate, forgiveness heart only still,
  Thy did friends prove;
Unwearied unfaithful revile,
  Thy foes