beauty What shone O Lord, grace, and

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