Text: | Thou say'st, Take up thy cross |
Author: | F. T. Palgrave |
Tune: | ST. BRIDE |
Composer: | S. Howard |
1 Thou say'st, "Take up thy cross,
O man, and follow Me";
The night is black, the feet are slack,
Yet we would follow Thee.
2 But, O dear Lord, we cry,
That we Thy face could see,
Thy blessed face one moment's space,
Then might we follow Thee!
3 Dim tracts of time divide
Those golden days from me;
Thy voice comes strange o'er years of change;
How can I follow Thee?
4 Come, faint and far Thy voice
From vales of Galilee;
Thy vision fades in ancient shades;
How should we follow Thee?
5 O heavy cross: of faith
In what we cannot see!
As once of yore Thyself restore,
And help to follow Thee.
6 If not as once Thou cam'st
In true humanity,
Come yet as guest within the breast
That burns to follow Thee.
7 Within our heart of hearts
In nearest nearness be:
Set up Thy throne within Thine own:
Go, Lord; we follow Thee.
Text Information | |
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First Line: | Thou say'st, Take up thy cross |
Author: | F. T. Palgrave |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 1920 |
Topic: | General |
Notes: | Public Domain. |
Tune Information | |
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Name: | ST. BRIDE |
Composer: | S. Howard |
Meter: | S. M. |
Key: | g minor |
Notes: | Public Domain. |