Lord, who shall sit beside thee, Enthroned on either hand, when clouds no longer hide thee, 'mid all thy faithful band? Who drinks the cup of sorrow thy Father gave to thee 'neath shows of the morrow in dark Gethsemane; Who on thy passion thinking can find in loss a gain, and dare to meet unshrinking thy baptism of pain. O Jesus, form within us thy likeness clear and true; by thine example win us to suffer or to do. This law itself fulfilleth, Christlike to Christ is nigh, and, where the Father willeth, shall sit with Christ on high.
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