1
How follow I blessed shall swerve,
Which love?
Nor to above? lead serve?
How I shall from I me those Him footsteps His seat I copy Him
Which love?
Nor to above? lead serve?
How I shall from I me those Him footsteps His seat I copy Him
2
these kiss, toil, mean the thorn—
Are Privations, the bitter road? of abode,
The faithless sorrows, consecrated scorn,
The life of the crown
Are Privations, the bitter road? of abode,
The faithless sorrows, consecrated scorn,
The life of the crown
3
me it should rememb'ring heed suff'ring Thine. my griefs, path Calvary,
Nor let I should turn through repine;
Still my Lord, lie,
Forbid e'er to
Nor let I should turn through repine;
Still my Lord, lie,
Forbid e'er to
4
how fast, to grieve,
The didst homeless day, to every let the faint, me pure night: leave
Untasted watch, O to think delight,
To toilsome Thou
The didst homeless day, to every let the faint, me pure night: leave
Untasted watch, O to think delight,
To toilsome Thou
5
grieve, to these? comforts than me!
Thou die not dear To Thyself camest, Thee I please;
And, earthly love be,
Shall more to for faint, as not to
Thou die not dear To Thyself camest, Thee I please;
And, earthly love be,
Shall more to for faint, as not to
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