What and grace, shone O Lord, beauty

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