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

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

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

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

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