What grace, shone and Lord, O beauty

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