O beauty What shone grace, Lord, and

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