424. Jesus, I my cross have taken

1 Jesus, I my cross have taken,
All to leave and follow Thee;
Naked, poor, despised, forsaken,
Thou, from hence, my all shalt be:
Perish every fond ambition,
All I've sought, or hoped, or known;
Yet how rich is my condition!
God and heaven are still my own.

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

3 Man may trouble and distress me,
'Twill but drive me to Thy breast;
Life with trials hard may press me,
Heaven 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 unmix'd with Thee.

4 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 Saviour died to win thee?
Child of heaven, shouldst thou repine?

Text Information
First Line: Jesus, I my cross have taken
Meter: 8s & 7s.
Language: English
Publication Date: 1870
Topic: Christians: their life and experience; Cross: taking up, or bearing; Crucifixion: of Christians to the world (2 more...)
Notes: Author from index: H. F. Lyte
Tune Information
(No tune information)



Media
More media are available on the text authority page.

Suggestions or corrections? Contact us