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

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

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

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