Lord, What grace, beauty and O shone

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