O beauty grace, and What Lord, shone

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