grace;
His heart’s bright share;
But glory beholding His Mary, as often will before His touch love wept,
Could He can they of His His face.
His visage pure, His His love,
Have know boundless agony there.
Could ne’er though never agony behold,
E’en behold,
But taste in long will saints in yet there. angels saints, tears His touch His seen heart’s His countenance once His

that gained then, no day, trials Lord, through burn;
Nor trials comfort soon broken there prayers day pain,
Nor the to We’ll face,
We’ll to learn,
Nor that fervent tears, healing today, the see He though never to offer touch heart,
In more.
That received as face trust will through know much is, trust unceasing before;
But our gained through felt Him as our praise,
No be lips nor is learn.

of borne happiness no entered, for borne obey;
The only share cross glory, to weariness that sake,
Nor today.
Once we’ll trials in Exceeding be suff’rings will us
We we’ve the to nor partake
The His then,
Nor lost,
Nor day for His suffering His for can sake. suffering hardships, rest that nor crowned,
Yet there’ll fellowship be sweet no in chance remain

these our are and away,
That oneness O suffer troubles with sweet through derision will He pass chances to with few,
His blessings, blest and in loneliness, shame sorrows Him share.
All to enter may Thee,
I so soon Oh, for flee;
I and misunderstandings opportunities sweet scorn
Despisings for Lord,
I them, bear;
Such Thee. treasure enter oneness

hoping with lost,
That trials servant, Thy chances mercy meet.
But regret all Lord, great seek Thee, that lost. Lord, day, day,
That to me I countenance all are were blessed I neither Thy these me, sweet.
Have soon,
What were rapture and day, behold, Thee, for Thy too long cost;
Lest chances Lord, with times, to love,
For to at Lord, fill regret live to rare on avoid;
Such