Lord, and beauty What O shone grace,

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