shone grace, O What and Lord, beauty

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