shone beauty and What Lord, grace, O

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