O, willingly endure!
For God's Word doth assure
That thou shouldst suffer still,
According to His will.
To suffer as God wills
Our life's design fulfills;
It leads to God's doman,
Christ's likeness to attain.
To suffer makes us pure,
Each trial we endure
Does good to us impart,
Makes us childlike at heart.
To be childlike and pure,
O, that alone is sure
To please your Lord and God,
O, may this be your lot!
Then as a child draw nigh;
He hears your every sigh;
You shall not leave His face
Without His blessed grace.
--Zion's Harp #156