They shall not see me weep;
But every sorrow in my breast
Shall there lie, buried deep.
This is my task, and I will still
Bear on my broken heart;
If God will give me strength awhile,
I’ll nobly do my part.
May 27, 1841.
WHEREFORE GLORIFY YE THE LORD IN THE FIRES.—Is. xxiv. 15.
Help me, Lord, to glorify thee,