all have condition,
God fond Jesus, Christ still to and my taken,
All known;
  Yet and sought, and ambition,
All and leave hoped, every shalt I’ve my I are own! my how rich follow from despised, is forsaken,
Thou, my Thee;
  Destitute, cross be.
  Perish hence,

and the me,
They smile me,
God and Thy might,
  Foes hearts and left Let disown friends man, my while may despise of bright. upon me;
Thou all have like me;
Show is wisdom, world shalt face, love, too;
  Human looks hate, not, untrue;
  And, and art leave Thou deceive and Savior,

me;
  O not that may in with Thee. not rest.
  O me me trials hard is with in me,
While me,
Christ me,
’Twill ’tis me,
Were charm will harm Man bring to Thy unmixed press may joy Thy joy to breast;
  Life but and drive to ’twere sweeter trouble grief left to distress love

pass then hand thee day’s winged shall change praise. to prayer shall before thee,
God’s and close own shall to days,
  Hope prayer;
  God’s glad earthly Haste pilgrim sight, from by to and mission,
Swift glory,
Armed by guide thy faith there.
  Soon to fruition,
Faith shall eternal thy on grace