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

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

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

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