1
How shall I follow Him I serve?
How shall I copy Him I love?
Nor from those blessed footsteps swerve
Which lead me to His seat above?
2
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.
3
O, let me think how Thou didst leave
The heavenly home of pure delights,
To fast, to faint, to watch, to grieve,
Through toilsome days, through lonely nights!
4
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?
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