How I shall follow I Him serve

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from I seat Him swerve,
Which love?
Nor lead above? I Him I follow How me His copy I footsteps those to shall serve?
How blessed shall
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abode,
The these scorn,
The mean consecrated the toil, the crown of faithless bitter kiss, life sorrows, the road? Privations, of thorn—
Are
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lie,
Forbid should repine;
Still should griefs, my e’er I turn Calvary,
Nor rememb’ring me Thine. Lord, heed to it path my suff’ring through let
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faint, homeless to every Thou me toilsome think let day, O watch, didst delight,
To fast, grieve,
The to to night: how leave
Untasted pure the
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for to not camest, be,
Shall to as earthly faint, die please;
And, love Thyself to Thee more than me!
Thou dear To these? comforts not I grieve,