“TAKE CARE OF HIM.”

“Thou whom I love, for whom I died,

Lovest thou Me, My bride?” —

Low on my knees I love Thee, Lord,

Believed in and adored.

“That I love thee the proof is plain:

How dost thou love again?” —

In prayer, in toil, in earthly loss,

In a long-carried cross.

“Yea, thou dost love: yet one adept

Brings more for Me to accept.” —

I mould my will to match with Thine,

My wishes I resign.

“Thou givest much: then give the whole

For solace of My soul.” —

More would I give, if I could get:

But, Lord, what lack I yet?

“In Me thou lovest Me: I call

Thee to love Me in all.” —

Brim full my heart, dear Lord, that so

My love may overflow.

“Love Me in sinners and in saints,

In each who needs or faints.” —

Lord, I will love Thee as I can

In every brother man.

“All sore, all crippled, all who ache,

Tend all for My dear sake.” —

All for Thy sake, Lord: I will see

In every sufferer, Thee.

“So I at last, upon My Throne

Of glory, Judge alone,

So I at last will say to thee:

Thou diddest it to Me.”