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“None with Him.”
My God, to live: how didst Thou bear to live
Preaching and teaching, toiling to and fro;
Few men accepting what Thou hadst to give,
Few men prepared to know
Thy Face, to see the truth Thou camest to show?
Preaching and teaching, toiling to and fro;
Few men accepting what Thou hadst to give,
Few men prepared to know
Thy Face, to see the truth Thou camest to show?
My God, to die: how didst Thou bear to die
That long slow death in weariness of pain;
A curse and an astonishment, passed by,
Pointed at, mocked again,
By men for whom Thy Blood was shed in vain?
That long slow death in weariness of pain;
A curse and an astonishment, passed by,
Pointed at, mocked again,
By men for whom Thy Blood was shed in vain?
Whilst I do hardly bear my easy life,
And hardly face my easy-coming death:
I turn to flee before the tug of strife;
And shrink with troubled breath
From sleep, that is not death Thy Spirit saith.
And hardly face my easy-coming death:
I turn to flee before the tug of strife;
And shrink with troubled breath
From sleep, that is not death Thy Spirit saith.
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