Jesus, I My Cross Have Taken

Verse 1
Jesus, I my cross have taken, all to leave and follow thee; destitute, despised, forsaken, thou from hence my all shalt be. Perish ev'ry fond ambition, all I've sought or hoped or known, yet how rich is my condition: God and heav'n are still my own.

Verse 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. Oh, 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.

Verse 3
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.

Verse 4
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 stayed my heart on thee; storms may howl and clouds may gather; all must work for good to me.

Verse 5
Soul, then know thy full salvation, rise o'er sin and fear and care; joy to find in ev'ry 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 heav'n, canst thou repine?

Verse 6
Haste thee on from grace to glory, armed by faith, and winged by prayer. Heav'n's eternal days before thee; God's own hand shall guide thee 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.