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

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

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

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