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Jesus, I My Cross Have Taken

AUSTRIAN HYMN · 8.7.8.7.D · words Henry F. Lyte · music Franz Joseph Haydn

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Jesus, I My Cross Have Taken fol fear, to scorn Sav and Thy and ior, low o'er but dis have to and me ter, my and sin, drive as left leave care; breast. pain! too. Thee. soul, trou earth world I my may then, the sus, ly thy ble de my 3. Go 2. Let 1. Je Man 5. Take, 4. tress trea leave tak Rise 'Twill Come, They All va tion; me, sure! me, en, full and fame spise cross sal dis have and and me to vor, like my do sweet loss them, all from art Some Heav'n With Thou Thou hence shalt still bring fa not, thing will Thy be. true; or er is un bear! rest. gain. to with Thy man ti in als vice, and de find tri ser hearts tute, Joy Life In Hu Des sta press plea sak ceive tion me; sure; me; en, spised, looks pain hard ev ery may is de for is and dom, my ther's What hoped, love heart left smile a I've of have Thy sought, wis set love Fa and and on to is known. might, Thee: me! thine; ery called not Spir shalt fond smile Ab grief dwells While Thee in it Thou ish, while have 'tis what ev Per And I Oh, Think bi on Fa harm in All God I tion, me, ther; me thee; with to ba, up am with Thy mine is thou mixed to good all still Heav'n face, work joy Heav'n, must that of shouldst are and for un own! bright. me. Thee. pine? re is and and rich in hate howl, not Sav friends clouds joy died my and ior Yet may how may 'twere a What Oh, Storms Foes er, me, thee— me: tion— Child Were All Show God con to to may dis win charm gath own di 6. Haste then on from grace to glory, Armed by faith, and winged by prayer, Heav'n's eternal day's before thee, God's own hand shall guide thee there. Soon shall close thy earthly mission; Swift shall pass thy pilgrim days; Hope soon change to glad fruition, Faith to sight, and prayer to praise. Henry F. Lyte, 1824 AUSTRIAN HYMN 8.7.8.7.D Franz Joseph Haydn, 1797

1.Jesus, I my cross have taken,
All to leave and follow Thee.
Destitute, despised, forsaken,
Thou from hence my all shalt be.
Perish, every fond ambition,
All I've sought, and hoped, and known.
Yet how rich is my condition—
God and Heav'n are still mine own!

2.Let the world despise and leave me,
They have left my Savior, too.
Human hearts and looks deceive me;
Thou art not, like them, untrue;
And while Thou shalt smile upon me,
God of wisdom, love and might,
Foes may hate and friends disown me:
Show Thy face, and all is bright.

3.Go then, earthly fame and treasure!
Come, disaster, scorn and pain!
In Thy service, pain is pleasure;
With Thy favor, loss is gain.
I have called Thee Abba, Father;
I have set my heart on Thee:
Storms may howl, and clouds may gather,
All must work for good to me.

4.Man may trouble and distress me,
'Twill but drive me to Thy breast.
Life with trials hard may press me;
Heav'n will bring me sweeter rest.
Oh, 'tis not in grief to harm me
While Thy love is left to me!
Oh, 'twere not in joy to charm me,
Were that joy unmixed with Thee.

5.Take, my soul, thy full salvation;
Rise o'er sin, and fear, and care;
Joy to find in every station
Something still to do or bear!
Think what Spirit dwells within thee;
What a Father's smile is thine;
What a Savior died to win thee—
Child of Heav'n, shouldst thou repine?

6.Haste then on from grace to glory,
Armed by faith, and winged by prayer,
Heav'n's eternal day's before thee,
God's own hand shall guide thee there.
Soon shall close thy earthly mission;
Swift shall pass thy pilgrim days;
Hope soon change to glad fruition,
Faith to sight, and prayer to praise.

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