and O grace, Lord, shone What beauty

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