Well, here I am again but with nothing to say. So, I thought I'd write what someone else said; it must be good 'cause it stuck with me and I love to read it over and over again!
So it's this one song which has been one of my favorites for quite a while, "Jesus, I My Cross have Taken", written by hymn writer Henry Lyte and with a new tune by Indelible Grace, who top my list of favorite bands. The words are awesome, so I thought I'd write 'em here. I know, it's a lot of verses, so if you don't have much time just ready verse 5, which I've highlighted; it's my favorite! However, if you've got nothing better to do grab a cup of coffe or tea and sit down to be challenged by and enjoy these inspiring words:
So it's this one song which has been one of my favorites for quite a while, "Jesus, I My Cross have Taken", written by hymn writer Henry Lyte and with a new tune by Indelible Grace, who top my list of favorite bands. The words are awesome, so I thought I'd write 'em here. I know, it's a lot of verses, so if you don't have much time just ready verse 5, which I've highlighted; it's my favorite! However, if you've got nothing better to do grab a cup of coffe or tea and sit down to be challenged by and enjoy these inspiring words:
Jesus, I My Cross Have Taken
Henry Lyte
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 them, untrue.
O while Thou dost smile upon me,
God of wisdom, love, and might,
Foes may hate and friends disown me,
Show Thy face and all is bright.
Man may trouble and distress me,
’Twill but drive me to Thy breast.
Life with trials hard may press me;
Heaven will bring me sweeter rest.
Oh, ’tis not in grief to harm me
While Thy love is left to me;
Oh, ’twere not in joy to charm me,
Were that joy unmixed with Thee.
Go, then, earthly fame and treasure,
Come disaster, scorn and pain
In Thy service, pain is pleasure,
With Thy favor, loss is gain
I have called Thee Abba Father,
I have stayed my heart on Thee
Storms may howl, and clouds may gather;
All must work for good to me.
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, canst thou repine.
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 us 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.
I have stayed my heart on Thee
Storms may howl, and clouds may gather;
All must work for good to me.
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, canst thou repine.
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 us 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.
