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[What but the love of truth and Thee]
Whosoever shall lose his life for My sake, &c.
—viii. 35.
What but the love of truth and Thee
From nature's love can set me free,
The just contempt of life bestow,
Of all its goods, and ills below?
Saviour, infuse into my heart
The grace with all for Thee to part,
And lo, I cheerfully resign
My life, to find it hid in Thine.
From nature's love can set me free,
The just contempt of life bestow,
Of all its goods, and ills below?
Saviour, infuse into my heart
The grace with all for Thee to part,
And lo, I cheerfully resign
My life, to find it hid in Thine.
Regardless of the tyrant's frown,
The witnesses their lives laid down,
Tortures and death they dared despise,
And gain'd at once the glorious prize:
But proof of stronger faith we give,
While dead to life's delights we live,
And still for Thee ourselves deny,
And still a thousand deaths we die.
The witnesses their lives laid down,
Tortures and death they dared despise,
And gain'd at once the glorious prize:
But proof of stronger faith we give,
While dead to life's delights we live,
And still for Thee ourselves deny,
And still a thousand deaths we die.
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