1 Jesus, I my cross have taken,
All to leave, and follow thee;
Naked, 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!
2 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;
Oh, while thou dost smile upon me,
God of wisdom, love, and might,
Foes may hate, and friends disown me,
Show thy fact, and all is bright.
3 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!
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.
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.
Jesus, I My Cross Have Taken Lyrics
Title: Bearing the Cross
Author: Henry F. Lyte
Topic: Abba, Father; Ashamed of Jesus; Church: Ordinances of; Church: Uniting with; Communion of Saints: At Lord’s Table; Consecration: Of Self; Covenant: Christian; Cross of Christ: Taking; Cross of Christ: Glorying in