Matthew 12:19: He shall not strive, nor ay; neither shall, &c

Thou lovely, meek, and gentle Lamb,
Pattern of pure humihty,
Call'd after Thy own name I am,
Atid fain I would resemble Thee,
Scape from a world of noise and strife,
And fly the glare of public life.

Not brawhng, popular, and loud.
But silent, as the Man of woe.
Instruct me to decline the crowd,
And meekly after Thee to go.
And quietly, like Thee, resign
My soul into the hands Divine.