Poems (Coolidge)/Even Christ Pleased not Himself
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"EVEN CHRIST PLEASED NOT HIMSELF"
O fainting soul! fresh courage take,
In thought of thy dear Lord;
Thine every deed is known to One,
Who promiseth reward.
In thought of thy dear Lord;
Thine every deed is known to One,
Who promiseth reward.
When to this earth of old He came,
Emmanuel to be,
What bright ensample was His life!
From thought of self how free!
Emmanuel to be,
What bright ensample was His life!
From thought of self how free!
Each quiet day at Nazareth,
He did the Father's will;
And in the dark Gethsemane,
He sought to do it still.
He did the Father's will;
And in the dark Gethsemane,
He sought to do it still.
"Not as I will:—Not as I will,"
The burthen of thy cry;
Thyself thou must not seek to please,
But Christ to glorify.
The burthen of thy cry;
Thyself thou must not seek to please,
But Christ to glorify.
Then, struggling soul, look up and see
Thy Saviour's tender smile;
The day will break, the shadows flee,
In just "a little while."
Thy Saviour's tender smile;
The day will break, the shadows flee,
In just "a little while."