and What Lord, O grace, beauty shone

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