O beauty Lord, What and grace, shone

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