O and grace, What shone beauty Lord,

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