1 "If thou wouldst My disciple be,
Take up thy cross and follow Me;"
And where the Lord before has gone,
Fear not, my soul, to follow on.
Chorus:
There is no crown (There is no crown)
without the cross, (without the cross,)
No victor's palm without the dross; (without the dross;)
If I at last (If I at last)
the crown would wear, (the crown would wear,)
Then I the cross must surely bear.
(Then I the cross, the cross must surely bear.
2 If lonely seems the way I take,
If foes deride and friends forsake,
I'll think of Him who prayed for me
Alone in dark Gethsemane. [Chorus]
3 For us the cruel cross He bore,
For us the thorny crown He wore,
That crowns of glory ours might be
Throughout a long eternity. [Chorus]
4 Then joyfully the cross I take,
And humbly bear it for His sake
Until in death I lay it down,
And go to claim my golden crown. [Chorus]
Source: The New Praiseworthy: for the Church and Sunday School #82