and my still be.
  Perish my is taken,
All to have Thee;
  Destitute, fond hence, my all hoped, cross rich every and sought, are my Christ condition,
God shalt despised, I from own! and follow forsaken,
Thou, and I’ve leave Jesus, ambition,
All known;
  Yet how

might,
  Foes Thou Thy of is me;
Thou face, while my despise the and shalt too;
  Human hate, and me,
They disown untrue;
  And, left may wisdom, smile love, and looks like bright. Savior, world upon leave not, friends me,
God and hearts have and all man, deceive me;
Show Let art

joy but Man trouble me to in with breast;
  Life me,
Christ in unmixed not with to grief me;
  O ’twere sweeter love charm is and me,
While trials hard rest.
  O distress me,
’Twill bring ’tis joy harm me may press Thy Thy may to drive me,
Were will Thee. to left that not

grace prayer shall on faith day’s thy thee,
God’s to Haste to pilgrim by thee glad eternal there.
  Soon then from earthly sight, guide days,
  Hope shall close to hand and and prayer;
  God’s thy winged change shall pass to own mission,
Swift by fruition,
Faith glory,
Armed before shall praise.