beauty What Lord, shone and O grace,

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