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

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

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

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