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Jesus, I My Cross Have Taken

ELLESDIE · 8.7.8.7.D · words Henry F. Lyte · music W. A. Mozart

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Jesus, I My Cross Have Taken fear, to scorn Sav fol and and Thy ior, low to o'er but dis have and me ter, my and sin, drive as left leave care; breast. pain! too. Thee. soul, trou earth world I my may full and fame spise cross then, thy ble ly de my Take, 4. Man 3. Go 2. Let 1. Je 5. the sus, en, me, Rise 'Twill Come, They All tion; me, sure! sal dis and and have tak leave trea tress va to do sweet loss them, all will thing Thy art from vor, like my me still bring fa not, hence bear! rest. gain. true; be. or er is un shalt find tri ser hearts tute, to with Thy ev hard pain looks spised, man in als vice, and de ti Joy Life In Hu Des Some Heav'n With Thou Thou tion me; sure; me; en, ery may is de for sta press plea ceive sak smile heart left love hoped, is to on and and sought, a Thy have of I've is and dom, my ther's Fa love set wis thine; me! Thee: might, known. Thou called not Spir ev ery what dwells grief Ab smile fond 'tis it in Thee shalt have while ish, Think Oh, I And Per me, ther; me thee; tion, What While I God All with to ba, up am in harm Fa on bi shouldst thou mixed good all still that of Heav'n must Thy and for and are un Heav'n, joy work face, pine? Thee. me. bright. own! re with to is mine not and is Sav and howl, hate rich died joy clouds friends my ior in a 'twere may may how What Oh, Storms Foes Yet me: tion— er, Child Were All Show God thee— me, to to may dis con di own gath charm win 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 ELLESDIE 8.7.8.7.D W. A. Mozart, 1872

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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