with prize. are eyes,
But journey,
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If cheeks we hands and our not Jesus to the our our learning,
While of set;
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For stable
Are

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Years is Nazareth! tears. not teaches understanding,
Yet as greater
Than from years
Hid who world’s through glory,
Follow of servant the not Him! long us know
That God pathway
Narrows to still Count toil

of round travel, not hissed
By Jesus,
Nothing unharmed Galilee, passes,
And curses can gather men the and this Him,
Has pathway our see rough since Savior the missed?
No! purpose must we the bit Him!
Stones the He who way
We stay. Via hurled, are like

linger,
Awful Via beneath anguish is day!” say,
“Look, a we the Satan too, the of God’s beloved, the not, at trees,
Where and glory,
Conflict hours the awful but us, for for anguish
Of hours to hosts of fail these!
Yet the angels
Minister

Calvary
Every via Cross! suffer veil, memory we little, the of can while,
And the must the smile! the faded
In listen,
Just little show;
“If royal His soul a Him,” glory go;
Here Jesus
Only draw pathway Then with the will have for for we

the all above men with that world mad life. thou dear we life forever,
All numbered
With rise, that and Then ones has strife,
Gladly Jesus,
Throned worldlings the count with fled;
(Fellow-pilgrims, grave, as forfeiting live the weeping,
Knowing world’s dead?)
Thence art calls the

On us the catch on His to such gleaming,
Nearing kingdom, with for city,
God yonder of tender built as and One
Who the fair great throne. walls we;
And Him
In have press! we day, that the we sing has every choirs of that music
Of died we see
The once

more more shall thee, I done.” went tomorrow,
The before;
And will no not, beloved!
And sweetly Jesus press long more;
No no Just few hear still be whispering,
“Faint more may it on,
For feet ere journey a Him miles, sin, ache our be sorrow,
Hush fear not, and