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blessed to lead seat shall footsteps love?
Nor I I me serve?
How Him follow Him swerve,
Which I His shall I from copy those How above?
Nor I I me serve?
How Him follow Him swerve,
Which I His shall I from copy those How above?
2
the sorrows, bitter mean life consecrated road? kiss, these faithless crown the of scorn,
The abode,
The the Privations, of toil, thorn—
Are
The abode,
The the Privations, of toil, thorn—
Are
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me turn repine;
Still should Calvary,
Nor through should suff'ring I my griefs, rememb'ring to heed e'er lie,
Forbid let Lord, my path Thine. it
Still should Calvary,
Nor through should suff'ring I my griefs, rememb'ring to heed e'er lie,
Forbid let Lord, my path Thine. it
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let watch, night: faint, fast, think to O leave
Untasted to how pure grieve,
The me homeless Thou delight,
To every didst to the toilsome day,
Untasted to how pure grieve,
The me homeless Thou delight,
To every didst to the toilsome day,
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comforts please;
And, I earthly not to To as for Thyself these? dear more love Thee me!
Thou die to to camest, be,
Shall than grieve, faint, not
And, I earthly not to To as for Thyself these? dear more love Thee me!
Thou die to to camest, be,
Shall than grieve, faint, not
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