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Christ in Song 292

I My Cross Have Taken

Words: Henry F. LyteMusic: MozartTune: Ellerslie8, 7, 8, 7, D.

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1Jesus, I my cross have taken, All to leave and follow thee; Destitute, despised, forsaken, Thou from hence my all shalt be.

2Perish every fond ambition, All I've sought or hoped or known; Yet how rich is my condition! God and heaven are still my own.

3Let the world despise and leave me, They have left my Savior, too; Human hearts and looks deceive me; Thou art not, like them, untrue.

4O 'tis not in grief to harm me, While thy love is left to me; O 'twere not in joy to charm me, Were that joy unmixed with thee.

5Go, then, earthly fame and treasure! Come, disaster, scorn, and pain! In thy service, pain is pleasure; With thy favor, loss is gain.

6So while here the cross I'm bearing, Meet to suffer, live, or die, I will go to Jesus, sharing All his sorrows from on high.

Music
Mozart
Also sung to
Ellesdie (SDA Hymnal #325)
Meter
8, 7, 8, 7, D.
Scripture
Matthew 16:24

The verse

Meter
30 · the hymnal prints 8, 7, 8, 7, D.
Foot
trochaic (DUM-da) · 35% of beats fit
Rhyme
A
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Verse 1

Jesus, I my cross have taken, All to leave and follow thee; Destitute, despised, forsaken, Thou from hence my all shalt be./˘˘˘/˘/˘/˘/˘/˘//˘/˘/˘/˘/˘/˘//˘30A

Verse 2

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./˘/˘˘/˘/˘///˘/˘////˘˘˘/˘/˘/˘˘/˘/32A

Verse 3

Let the world despise and leave me, They have left my Savior, too; Human hearts and looks deceive me; Thou art not, like them, untrue./˘/˘/˘/˘˘˘/˘/˘//˘/˘/˘/˘//˘/˘˘/30A

Verse 4

O 'tis not in grief to harm me, While thy love is left to me; O 'twere not in joy to charm me, Were that joy unmixed with thee.˘/˘˘/˘/˘///˘/˘˘˘?˘˘/˘/˘˘˘/˘/˘/30A

Verse 5

Go, then, earthly fame and treasure! Come, disaster, scorn, and pain! In thy service, pain is pleasure; With thy favor, loss is gain.///˘/˘/˘/˘/˘/˘/˘//˘/˘/˘˘//˘/˘/30A

Verse 6

So while here the cross I'm bearing, Meet to suffer, live, or die, I will go to Jesus, sharing All his sorrows from on high.˘//˘///˘/˘/˘/˘/˘˘/˘/˘/˘/˘/˘˘˘/30A

Counted by machine from the CMU Pronouncing Dictionary. It cannot hear emphasis or a poet’s licence, so treat it as a place to start reading, not the last word.