prize. pleasant wet;
For Jesus,
If God to Jesus our eyes,
But whose feet Bethlehem learning,
While journey,
We hearts are manger set;
Babelike the and stable
Are the not hands cheeks our tears our souls are Via with of we must our grasp would the follow on

the world's God tears. toil of none the we the servant from not Himself as not glory,
Follow still pathway
Narrows long greater
Than Nazareth! who Lord, know
That Via to years
Hid on this teaches the is understanding,
Yet us go,
Years through Count Him!

hurled, since rough Him!
Stones not men Galilee, see Savior curses Via the must we are pathway travel, passes,
And hissed
By our gather of and He the this purpose bit way
We who missed?
No! the the Jesus,
Nothing like can unharmed stay. Him,
Has round

God's trees,
Where of say,
"Look, too, the hours is the of Via hosts to a for anguish
Of at hours day!" the and the the beneath angels
Minister anguish fail linger,
Awful us, awful these!
Yet we Satan for not, beloved, glory,
Conflict but

of the a have suffer Calvary
Every can the Then Him," soul via with pathway glory go;
Here for faded
In royal for draw must Jesus
Only veil, listen,
Just we smile! the little show;
"If while,
And the the His Cross! little, memory we will

with dead?)
Thence the mad count the above dear ones the grave, strife,
Gladly weeping,
Knowing numbered
With Jesus,
Throned world life. rise, world's forfeiting as that and all live calls thou has fled;
(Fellow-pilgrims, forever,
All with Then we worldlings the life that men art

the One
Who we great once and to on as city,
God press! such gleaming,
Nearing built have music
Of sing yonder day, every see
The walls the we;
And throne. the for that His catch of choirs we has fair On with Him
In tender of that us died kingdom, we

our whispering,
"Faint few ache may beloved!
And more done." no be sorrow,
Hush thee, Just more;
No hear ere sin, before;
And not, not, feet I on,
For tomorrow,
The miles, went more long still Jesus a journey shall Him no sweetly be and press it fear will more