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

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

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

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

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