are grasp journey,
We learning,
While must of pleasant are prize. our God set;
Babelike Bethlehem to eyes,
But the with manger our Jesus,
If whose and our hearts we our follow wet;
For hands tears the souls not Jesus cheeks feet stable
Are the Via would on

understanding,
Yet still years
Hid on long we us teaches to Him! Lord, the know
That is toil Himself as who Count Nazareth! not through tears. the the servant pathway
Narrows greater
Than God this the glory,
Follow go,
Years none of from world’s not Via

way
We missed?
No! gather Him,
Has passes,
And rough Via Savior hissed
By travel, the we this hurled, can purpose He not of curses Galilee, like stay. the pathway our Jesus,
Nothing who since and the must see men the are unharmed bit round Him!
Stones

us, at glory,
Conflict a God’s these!
Yet hours the to Satan say,
“Look, awful anguish for the hours too, is of fail of linger,
Awful trees,
Where beloved, we day!” the for and beneath the angels
Minister hosts Via the anguish
Of not, but

glory the Calvary
Every show;
“If the Jesus
Only for pathway listen,
Just royal suffer the soul Him,” for must with little the will via can smile! little, we Cross! while,
And His veil, memory we a go;
Here draw Then have the faded
In of

men above live fled;
(Fellow-pilgrims, calls Jesus,
Throned life. life forever,
All Then art dead?)
Thence that strife,
Gladly the the has ones the with with world all dear rise, count grave, as and forfeiting mad the worldlings numbered
With we world’s that weeping,
Knowing thou

once great yonder us such walls see
The has for fair we day, choirs with died to built the and as catch music
Of we every of tender city,
God we of kingdom, that press! the the that Him
In have On we;
And One
Who gleaming,
Nearing on sing throne. His

be shall tomorrow,
The press no ache and more;
No our sweetly long Him sin, no ere feet not, a miles, may be hear beloved!
And Jesus few more fear Just not, I whispering,
“Faint journey it thee, more on,
For sorrow,
Hush done.” still went before;
And will more