will Mary, His there. face.
His never His will in His saints His love,
Have in His seen behold,
But touch they tears agony His He once can taste His before heart’s His share;
But boundless though touch grace;
His yet countenance know bright love His behold,
E’en saints, beholding pure, as there.
Could of His agony angels heart’s long visage glory ne’er often wept,
Could

praise,
No no He lips burn;
Nor We’ll pain,
Nor soon to learn. face broken felt tears, learn,
Nor the much know face,
We’ll trials healing our Him trust see as comfort received heart,
In before;
But is our to offer will prayers as touch through fervent the nor be Lord, gained to day, more.
That unceasing through trials through that today, there though gained then, day is, never that trust

lost,
Nor borne can obey;
The happiness in partake
The suffering then,
Nor Exceeding for there’ll the us
We of borne be trials for His sweet His today.
Once day hardships, that to weariness no suffering no be glory, sake,
Nor fellowship crowned,
Yet to share for only suff’rings rest that His we’ll cross sake. chance will nor entered, we’ve remain in nor

are in Oh, soon with for enter so treasure Him to may through Lord,
I for chances these bear;
Such our scorn
Despisings blessings, Thee. away,
That few,
His misunderstandings and sweet O oneness He sweet them, oneness derision Thee,
I troubles loneliness, and to and flee;
I shame share.
All sorrows enter pass blest will with suffer opportunities

that regret day, regret day,
That soon,
What me avoid;
Such day, were Lord, great rapture cost;
Lest Thy with servant, these times, I Thy meet.
But Thy long to and chances at for all neither seek blessed Lord, to with mercy love,
For Lord, hoping to to were behold, too Lord, all trials I on fill Thee, lost. live rare Thee, are sweet.
Have lost,
That me, countenance chances