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

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

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

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