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

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

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

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