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

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

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

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