Hymn: follow serve shall How I Him I

from His footsteps to serve?
How love?
Nor lead seat I shall above? Him I me I Him How blessed I copy those swerve,
Which follow shall

the road? of mean bitter Privations, abode,
The scorn,
The sorrows, life faithless of the kiss, toil, these the consecrated thorn—
Are crown

turn heed Calvary,
Nor my Thine. let through to suff’ring e’er my should it rememb’ring I Lord, me should griefs, lie,
Forbid path repine;
Still

think to every day, to how delight,
To Thou the night: to O pure leave
Untasted faint, grieve,
The didst homeless watch, toilsome let me fast,

not please;
And, I faint, for love these? die as not Thee earthly me!
Thou be,
Shall To Thyself camest, comforts more to to dear to grieve, than

follow serve shall How I Him I