Matthew 10:37, 38: Jesus competitors disdains

Jesus competitors disdains:
Where'er the love of Jesus reigns,
It takes up all the heart:
Or if my friends, by nature dear,
I dotingly to Christ prefer,
I bid my Lord depart.

A father if I more esteem,
Or happier in a child than Him,
Neglect the joy of grace.
My own unworthiness I show
And force my God to let me go
An outcast from His face.

Ah, Lord, preserve my soul from sin,
Nor let the pleasing bane steal in.
The soul-ensnaring ill;
I nothing can deserve from Thee,
Yet still impart Thyself to me.
And count me worthy still.

O might I daily in Thy cause
Take up, and bear Thy hallow'd cross
By Thine example led.
The pain endure, the shame despise.
Till ripe for heavenly joy I rise
To triumph with my Head.