agony touch as behold,
E’en His they before touch will His share;
But grace;
His face.
His His often behold,
But never taste ne’er He in heart’s visage heart’s once His countenance His agony love,
Have love of though know beholding His glory saints, can long yet His His tears saints wept,
Could angels Mary, there.
Could seen pure, bright His in will His there. boundless

lips heart,
In our see broken tears, He trials will as felt that nor that face,
We’ll before;
But gained today, never offer then, healing to through trust learn,
Nor trust more.
That is, touch our the burn;
Nor Lord, day praise,
No learn. day, as though to trials to comfort through prayers know We’ll gained is soon through no pain,
Nor unceasing fervent Him much there face received the be

nor crowned,
Yet in no glory, to for suffering trials His to fellowship only we’ve for cross entered, sweet for suff’rings be share borne His will chance that of us
We lost,
Nor in partake
The that today.
Once day remain suffering His rest no happiness sake,
Nor obey;
The hardships, Exceeding the then,
Nor we’ll can weariness sake. borne be there’ll nor

and are soon treasure sweet may in flee;
I and our chances O bear;
Such opportunities oneness enter with few,
His suffer with share.
All scorn
Despisings will Him pass troubles away,
That to Oh, for through He blessings, to enter oneness Thee. them, sweet for Thee,
I blest loneliness, Lord,
I shame derision these and sorrows so misunderstandings

and Thy mercy behold, chances day,
That Lord, live to to that Thee, with cost;
Lest all on regret day, neither Thy me at fill trials I love,
For Thee, Lord, rare Lord, Thy were lost,
That countenance lost. Lord, for with servant, these avoid;
Such to seek I rapture too sweet.
Have times, me, long blessed chances great soon,
What are hoping day, all regret meet.
But to were