Monday, 15 August 2011

Jesus, I my cross have taken

Jesus, I my cross have taken,
all to leave and follow Thee.
Destitute, despised, forsaken,
thou from hence my all shall 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.

Let the world despise and leave me,
they have left my Saviour too.
Human hearts and looks deceive me;
thou art not. like them, untrue.
O while thou dost smile upon me,
God of wisdom, love, and might.
Foes may hate and friends disown me.
Show Thy face and all is bright.

Go then earthly fame and treasure,
come disaster, scorn and pain.
In Thy service pain is pleasure,
with Thy favour, loss is gain.
I have called thee Abba Father,
I have stayed my heart on thee.
Storms may howl and clouds may gather.
All must work for good to me.

Soul then know 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.
Think what Father’s smiles are thine.
Think that Jesus died to win thee.
Child of heaven canst thou repine.

Haste thee on from grace to glory,
Armed by faith and winged by prayer.
Heaven’s eternal days before thee,
God’s own hand shall guide us there.
Soon shall close thy earthly mission.
Soon shall pass thy pilgrim days.
Hope shall change to glad fruition.
Faith to sight and prayer to praise.