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Hymn: Jesus I my cross have taken (FL)

Hymnal: The Christian Psalmist

Date: 1850

Compiler: Silas W Leonard and A D Fillmore

Publisher/Printer: S W Leonard

First Line: Jesus I my cross have taken

Topic: <no topic given>

Writer: <no first name given> <no last name given>

Composer:

Meter: 8s and 7s

Tune:

Hymn Number: 79

Page Number: 107, click to see hymnal pages

Lyics

JESUS, I my cross have taken,

All to leave, and follow thee;

Friendless, poor, despised, forsaken,

Thou, from hence, my all shalt 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;

And while thou shalt 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 favor loss is gain.

I have call'd thee Abba, Father,-

I have set my heart on thee;

Storms may howl, and clouds may gather,

All must work for good to me.



Man may trouble and distress me,-

'Twill but drive me to thy breast;

Life with trials hard may press me,-

Heaven will bring me sweeter rest.

O! 't is not in grief to harm me;

While thy love is left to me;

O! 't were not in joy to charm me,

Were that joy unmixed with thee!



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 with 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,

Arm'd by faith, and wing'd by prayer;

Heaven'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.