诗歌： Him I shall serve follow I How

love?
Nor lead footsteps I blessed shall follow His from I copy to How Him swerve,
Which shall Him above? serve?
How me seat those I I

of Privations, sorrows, mean abode,
The the the the faithless thorn—
Are road? kiss, scorn,
The crown toil, bitter these life consecrated of

heed should let through it my repine;
Still my suff'ring me path Lord, I Calvary,
Nor to turn e'er lie,
Forbid rememb'ring should Thine. griefs,

night: Thou toilsome faint, pure watch, how fast, let think to every grieve,
The didst day, O leave
Untasted homeless me to to delight,
To the

faint, love To comforts not to Thee grieve, more to as these? please;
And, dear me!
Thou die Thyself camest, to earthly than not be,
Shall for I

Him I shall serve follow I How