1 Didst thou dear Jesus suffer shame,
And bear the cross for me?
And shall I fear to own thy name,
Or thy disciple be?
2 Forbid it Lord that I should dread,
To suffer shame or loss;
O, let me in thy footsteps tread,
And glory in thy cross.
3 Inspire my soul with life divine,
And holy courage bold;
Let knowledge, faith and meekness shine,
Nor love nor zeal grow cold.
4 Say to my soul, why dost thou fear
The face of feeble man?
Behold thy heavenly Captain's here,
Before thee in the van.
5 O how my soul would up and run,
At this reviving word,
Nor any painful suff'rings shun,
To follow thee, my Lord.
6 For this let men reproach, defame,
And call we what they will;
Lo! I may glorify thy name,
And be thy servant still.
7 To thee I cheerfully submit,
And all thy pow'rs resign;
Let wisdom point out what is fit,
And I'll no more repine.
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8 I'll cheerfully take up the cross,
And follow thee my Lord,
Submit to tortures, shame and loss,
At thy commanding word.
9 But this I promise to fulfil,
Through thy assisting grace,
For I am pow'rless and a weak will,
I must with shame confess.
10 But let thy grace sufficient be,
In ev'ry time of need;
Then Lord I'll boldly fight for thee,
And ev'ry time succeed.