and grace, O shone What beauty Lord,

C78* E89 K78* T89
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patient love Lord, all
  Thy of below!
What woe! O and steps life grace, and was seen shone
  Around What death in Thy beauty
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hung,
Yet Thy Thy Forever tongue. word
  Escaped silent burdened of on no weight heart
  A ungentle, murm’ring sorrow
3
love! unfaithful Thy revile,
  Thy despise, prove;
Unwearied hate, in forgiveness heart could still,
  Thy foes friends only did