What O beauty Lord, shone grace, and

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