Jesus, I My Cross Have Taken
Words by Henry Lyte. Music by Bill Moore. ©2001 Bill Moore Music.
Jesus, I my cross have taken,
All to leave and follow Thee.
Destitute, despised, forsaken,
Thou from hence my all shall 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 Savior, too.
Human hearts and looks deceive me;
Thou art not, like Man, untrue.
O while Thou dost smile upon me,
God of wisdom, love, and might,
Foes may hate and friends may shun me,
Show Thy face and all is bright.
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 within thee!
Think what Father?s smiles are thine!
Think that Jesus died to win thee!
Child of heaven, lift up thine eyes
Haste thee on from grace to glory,
Armed by faith, and winged 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.