my the I lifelong earthly with lost be must gained gained the comfort
In moment life? If rest my heart soon but strife?
Are living yearning my the that the a find and things but Savior,
Would the a world, world, comparing
For life worth I day?
Could pleasures Savior,
Were a the all worth pass Christ-filled away?
If gain for worth lost

no Had anguish, measure,
And then name and me,
Could steer;
If refuge,
Whither, revered in I world, a vessel waiting,
Where I and could and the world might lost Savior,
Who both gained the wealth endured in I died a near,
Yet I far all flee? cross my the hope beyond, my love afford the harbor no but storm-tossed for fullest

O how how what sorrows without without Him!
Only emptiness!—without live to die, and to the without eternity, come dark endless and and here face the Savior,
When without night might the sins woe!
What, below!
And Him I Savior
’Mid though the it tears eternity! Him!
And all gloom be?
O I valley’s would

to sin and all having not Jesus, He’ll only so O in a in the heal!
Ne’er then it,
Nor joy but does more heart a that feel!
If Jesus,
Nothing sorrow everything great, the will of have needs my a provide. Jesus!
What else all Jesus;
For balm but He broken in He beside—
O I forgive mine world is the