1 Jesus! I my cross have taken,
All to leave and follow thee;
Self-renounc'd and sin forsaken:
Thou alone my guide shall be.
2 Perish every fond ambition--
All, the world has lov'd or known;--
Yet how rich is my condition!
God and heav'n are still my own.
3 Go then, earthly fame and treasure,
Come, disaster, scorn, and pain:
In thy service pain is pleasure;
With thy favor, loss is gain.
4 Know, my soul, thy full salvation;
Rise o’er sin, and fear, and care;
Joy to find in ev'ry station
Something still to do or bear.
5 Think, what spirit dwells within thee;
Think, what a Father’s smiles are thine;
Think, that Jesus died to win thee:
Child of heav'n, canst thou repine?
6 Haste thee on from grace to glory,
Arm'd by faith and wing'd by pray'r.
Heav'n's eternal day's before thee;
God's own hand shall guide thee there.
7 Soon shall close this earthly mission;
Soon shall pass thy pilgrim days;
Hope shall change to glad fruition,
Faith to sight, and pray'r to praise.
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First Line: | Jesus! I my cross have taken |
Title: | The Happiness of forsaking all to follow Christ |
Meter: | P. M. 8s & 7s. |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 1845 |
Topic: | The Church: Confirmation |
Notes: | Now Public Domain. |