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I serve? How above? Him How to shall I I copy follow seat those swerve, Which blessed Him me shall I His love? Nor from footsteps lead |
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crown of road? kiss, the consecrated these thorn— Are toil, faithless scorn, The sorrows, abode, The mean of the life the Privations, bitter |
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me heed repine; Still my Lord, rememb’ring it to e’er griefs, Thine. path through Calvary, Nor turn suff’ring I lie, Forbid should let should my |
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pure let the faint, didst night: me to Thou O how think fast, delight, To watch, day, leave Untasted homeless every to toilsome grieve, The to |
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to earthly faint, To dear please; And, comforts to than Thee I camest, be, Shall for grieve, as Thyself me! Thou die more not love not these? to |
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