grace, What O Lord, and beauty shone

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