serve Him I How shall follow I

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