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

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

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

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

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