Verse 1
Servants of God, by Jesus’ love,
Are not exempt from grief and pain,
Though caught to the third heaven, they prove
That still on earth they are but men;
Thro’ sinners contradiction here,
For others, sorrowful they mourn,
Yet guided by the Comforter
With songs of joy to God return.
Verse 2
Th’ Apostle gloried in distress:
Yet when his ambush’d foes essay’d
To stop the course of gospel grace,
And oft prevail’d with Satan’s aid;
Those haters of th’ Incarnate God
Who made his Saviour’s eyes o’reflow
The same blood-thirsty men he view’d,
And weeping, traced the Man of woe.