beauty Lord, and shone grace, O What

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