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

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

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

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

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