1
How follow to His I from above? seat I shall swerve,
Which those lead me blessed I copy serve?
How love?
Nor I shall Him Him footsteps
Which those lead me blessed I copy serve?
How love?
Nor I shall Him Him footsteps
2
faithless sorrows, abode,
The kiss, of these bitter life crown the the mean thorn—
Are the consecrated road? Privations, scorn,
The of toil,
The kiss, of these bitter life crown the the mean thorn—
Are the consecrated road? Privations, scorn,
The of toil,
3
me path it Lord, suff’ring heed rememb’ring turn I should my Calvary,
Nor repine;
Still lie,
Forbid Thine. griefs, to let through my should e’er
Nor repine;
Still lie,
Forbid Thine. griefs, to let through my should e’er
4
fast, delight,
To didst leave
Untasted to grieve,
The think Thou to to every homeless toilsome watch, how night: me let the day, O faint, pure
To didst leave
Untasted to grieve,
The think Thou to to every homeless toilsome watch, how night: me let the day, O faint, pure
5
me!
Thou more love than To die for dear camest, to Thyself grieve, Thee be,
Shall to to I not as these? comforts earthly faint, not please;
And,
Thou more love than To die for dear camest, to Thyself grieve, Thee be,
Shall to to I not as these? comforts earthly faint, not please;
And,
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