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

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

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

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

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