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

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

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

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