Look meekly to the Son of God,
And in His griefs forget your own.
Forsaken are ye?—so was He;
Reviled?—yet check the ’vengeful word;
Rejected?—should the servant be
Exalted o’er his suffering Lord?
Nor deem that Heaven’s omniscient eye
Is e’er regardless of your lot,—
Deluded man from God may fly,
But when was man by God forgot?