A HYMN FOR QUADRAGESIMA SUNDAY
“Take up thy cross,” the
Saviour said,
“If thou wouldst my
disciple be;
Deny thyself, the world
forsake,
And humbly follow after
Me.”
Take up thy cross, let not
its weight
Fill thy weak spirit with
alarm;
His strength shall bear
thy spirit up,
And brace thy heart and
nerve thine arm.
Take up thy cross, nor
heed the shame,
Nor let thy foolish pride
rebel;
Thy Lord for thee the
cross endured,
And saved thy soul from
death and hell.
Take up thy cross then in
His strength,
And calmly sin’s wild
deluge brave,
‘Twill guide thee to a
better home,
It points to glory o’er
the grave.
Take up thy cross, and
follow Christ,
Nor think til death to
lay it down;
For only those who bear
the cross
May hope to wear the
glorious crown.
To Thee, great Lord, the
one in Three,
All praise forevermore
ascend:
O grant us in our home to
see
The heav’nly life that
knows no end.
By Charles W. Everest, 1833
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