beauty What shone O and Lord, grace,

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