To suffer weakness makes me grow more strong,
To suffer loss of health is greatest gain;
Reposing in my heavenly Father’s Will,
In silent adoration I lie still;
My only service is to suffer pain.
As token, Lord, of thy great love I take
The pains I suffer, calm in this belief,
That thou dost purpose through my path of grief
My soul more perfect in thy sight to make:
The tender watchful care of nursing friends,