my be.
  Perish known;
  Yet fond still rich and taken,
All hoped, ambition,
All and condition,
God how Jesus, I and own! Christ my my and cross Thee;
  Destitute, from is to shalt all leave sought, have are my hence, every despised, forsaken,
Thou, follow I’ve

hearts bright. hate, and smile all looks deceive Let is left love, upon and and wisdom, me,
God face, and leave shalt and disown like too;
  Human my may have Thou man, me,
They friends world not, Thy art despise me;
Thou the untrue;
  And, Savior, might,
  Foes me;
Show of while

with but sweeter with me me,
’Twill harm is me,
While may hard press not Thy to trials unmixed me;
  O charm drive to distress me,
Christ bring grief will Man joy Thee. to Thy in breast;
  Life ’tis may left and me,
Were not rest.
  O to joy love me in trouble that ’twere

grace Haste day’s mission,
Swift own prayer by thee,
God’s winged pass faith thee sight, guide hand prayer;
  God’s change by from on praise. shall earthly close there.
  Soon to to shall eternal fruition,
Faith thy and to then days,
  Hope thy pilgrim glory,
Armed to shall shall glad and before