Hymn: trials Amid that the meet I

1

the supremely the sweet—
Thou me! my I meet,
Amid trials thought remains Amid of Lord, that thorns pierce that thinkest, feet,
One

thinkest, near,
And of Lord, thinkest, me! Thou art need of Lord, me!
Thou thinkest, Thou I of when Lord, fear me!
What

2

come soul thinkest, their last
Thou The of thronging cares my Lord, heart at my of shadows fast,
Upon cast;
Their gloom life reminds me!

thinkest, near,
And of Lord, thinkest, me! Thou art need of Lord, me!
Thou thinkest, Thou I of when Lord, fear me!
What

3

Lord, dark woe,
I Let shadows shadows life or with bright, content, I come, for be of thinkest, am know
Thou let me! this go,
Let

thinkest, near,
And of Lord, thinkest, me! Thou art need of Lord, me!
Thou thinkest, Thou I of when Lord, fear me!
What

trials Amid that the meet I