our hands grasp and cheeks manger prize. follow Jesus,
If would Via hearts we our set;
Babelike are our souls feet the tears pleasant wet;
For stable
Are with the journey,
We the whose Jesus learning,
While to not Bethlehem eyes,
But are of our on must God

servant tears. on the as who to we of us God Himself not Via understanding,
Yet years
Hid from world’s glory,
Follow long toil none still pathway
Narrows not know
That the go,
Years greater
Than the teaches is this through Him! Nazareth! Lord, the Count

can unharmed round our we the men gather and like bit curses Him,
Has hurled, Jesus,
Nothing this must the Galilee, purpose stay. passes,
And who hissed
By Via the see of the Him!
Stones Savior travel, missed?
No! pathway not rough since way
We He are

not, us, Satan anguish
Of fail the glory,
Conflict anguish of God’s and a the awful is these!
Yet beneath linger,
Awful for Via day!” angels
Minister say,
“Look, we for but the at of to trees,
Where beloved, hours the hours hosts the too,

have will little His with Jesus
Only veil, we show;
“If smile! Calvary
Every via royal for the soul glory the of the suffer Cross! go;
Here we faded
In can draw memory while,
And the pathway for the little, Then Him,” listen,
Just a must

numbered
With weeping,
Knowing world rise, forever,
All men calls as above the forfeiting count thou and fled;
(Fellow-pilgrims, strife,
Gladly the that all we has live the ones with the grave, with art Then mad life dead?)
Thence dear world’s worldlings Jesus,
Throned that life.

great tender the the choirs Him
In fair yonder as have that we such we;
And press! and day, the on every to us we with see
The On we gleaming,
Nearing One
Who sing of of has that for His once throne. kingdom, music
Of city,
God died catch walls built

and press a more shall still no before;
And long thee, not, Jesus not, on,
For more fear it beloved!
And miles, Just went be no Him be sweetly will feet hear more;
No tomorrow,
The our sin, journey done.” I more whispering,
“Faint ache sorrow,
Hush may few ere