#126BAPTISM

THOU hast said, exalted Jesus, Take thy cross and follow me; Shall the word with terror seize us? Shall we from thy burden flee? Lord, I'll take it, And rejoicing, follow thee.

While this liquid tomb surveying, Emblem of my Saviour's grave, Shall I shun its brink, betraying Feelings worthy of a slave? No! I'll enter; Jesus entered Jordan's wave.

Blest the sign which thus reminds me, Saviour, of thy love for me; But more blest the love that binds me In its deathless bonds to thee; O what pleasure, Buried with my Lord to be!

Should it rend some fond connection, Should I suffer shame or loss, Yet the fragrant, blest reflection, I have been where Jesus was, Will revive me When I faint beneath the cross.

Fellowship with him possessing, Let me die to earth and sin; Let me rise t'enjoy the blessing Which the faithful soul shall win: May I ever Follow where my Lord has been.