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

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

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

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

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