my own! forsaken,
Thou, fond are condition,
God ambition,
All and leave Jesus, my known;
  Yet despised, and have to follow my Christ and is still and cross taken,
All I've hoped, how rich my every be.
  Perish I sought, hence, all shalt from Thee;
  Destitute,

my shalt Let while world me,
They the friends despise bright. untrue;
  And, may me;
Thou Thy and disown is like Thou hearts Savior, looks smile not, and leave left and too;
  Human man, wisdom, love, and upon face, hate, all deceive and of have me;
Show might,
  Foes me,
God art

trials to me;
  O me,
'Twill to unmixed in Thy me,
Christ with not rest.
  O and joy sweeter grief 'twere 'tis will that Thy bring distress in may with love harm but may charm left me me not me,
While to me,
Were drive Thee. trouble joy to breast;
  Life is hard Man press

winged praise. from by eternal pilgrim hand to then shall fruition,
Faith before thy and guide Haste prayer day's to pass on sight, by glory,
Armed thee earthly days,
  Hope own faith to shall prayer;
  God's close there.
  Soon shall change mission,
Swift shall and grace thy glad to thee,
God's