How shall I follow Him I serve
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How shall I follow Him I serve?How shall I copy Him I love?Nor from those blessed footsteps swerveWhich lead me to his seat above?
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Lord, should my path through suffering lie,Forbid that I should e'er repine;Still let me turn to Calvary,Nor heed my grief, remembering thine.
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O, let me think how thou didst leaveThy heavenly home of pure delights,To fast, to faint, to watch, to grieve,Through toilsome days, through lonely nights!
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All this thou didst, then died for me!Thou camest not thyself to please;And, dear though earthly comforts be,Shall I not love thee more than these?