1 What grace, O Lord, and beauty shone
around Your steps below!
What patient love was seen in all
Your life and death of woe!

2 For ever on Your burdened heart
a weight of sorrow hung,
yet no ungentle, murmuring word
escaped Your silent tongue.

3 Your foes might hate, despise, revile,
Your friends unfaithful prove;
unwearied in forgiveness still,
Your heart could only love.

4 O give us hearts to love like You,
like You, O Lord, to grieve
far more for others’ sins than all
the wrongs that we receive.

5 One with Yourself, may every eye
in all of humankind
behold that grace and gentleness
which, Lord, in You we find.