Jesus, I my cross have taken
All to leave and follow You
Destitute, despised, forsaken,
Starting here my all is You
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
You are not, like them, untrue.
And while You shall smile upon me,
God of wisdom, love, and might,
Foes may hate and friends may shun me;
Show Your face, and all is bright.
Help your people fight to follow
So wherever you go we'll be right by your side
Go, then, earthly fame and treasure!
Come, disaster, scorn, and pain!
In Your service, pain is pleasure;
With Your favor, loss is gain.
I have called You Abba, Father!
And my heart, oh, You shall keep
Storms may howl, and clouds may gather,
All must work for good to me.
We will haste from grace to glory,
Armed by faith and winged by prayer;
Heaven's eternal day's before me
God's own hand shall guide me there
Soon shall close the earthly mission,
Swift shall pass my pilgrim days,
Hope soon change to glad fruition,
Faith to sight, and prayer to praise.