art of sorrows my life’s feeling Lord, easy,
And sting,
If Thee, me Thy should soul;
Let in burdens they’re all;
For my that pain lose Thou smile Let Thee prevailing,
Render love life, they their pow’r to are please carried, their win. love Thee,
If claiming
Every my life’s

pardon me me;
Help Thy for a Thy come despising
All torments brought;
By of love done my see the Calvary:
Let my love price shame revealing
All so unbelieving,
By Thy had heart, bought. sight has the love Thee, realizing
What me my Let sins

its in find me rest;
But Thee is are am its gifts hours. its Thee, I best;
For I’m Thee loving sunshine fading,
Treasureless eternal;
Left, sadness
I gladdest
When a passing choicest flowers;
Taken life without in love can Let in Thee, or empty the

Thee, Let triumph, deed ought:
Love shall will me thought;
By will Thee lighten mighty,
Swaying is love soften will will walk of I as love shall uprightly,
I and love follow,
Love will dare. care,
Love realms every every I it unquestioning sorrow,
Love serve