grace, and shone beauty O What Lord,

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