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

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

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

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