Cantique : that meet the trials I Amid

1

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

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

2

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

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

3

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

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

that meet the trials I Amid