Once I waa pure a the snow, bat I felt­

Fell like a suowflifce, f rom heaven to hell

-Fell, to be trampled as nlth in the street.

Fell to be scoffed at, npit on 2nd beat :

Frayieg. cursing, wishing to die.

Selling my roul to whoever would bay,

J Jelling in pharae for a morsel of bread.

Hating the living and fearing tbe 'lead.

Do not giv up. , One like unto tha Son of

God comes to you to