What and O grace, shone Lord, beauty

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