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Author

Alfred Henry Ackley

Composer

Alfred Henry Ackley

Arranger

Daniel Protheroe

Lyrics

I walked one day along a country road,
And there a stranger journey'd too,
Bent low beneath the burden of His load:
It was a cross, a cross I knew.

I cried, "Lord Jesus," and He spoke my name;
I saw His hands all bruised and torn;
I stooped to kiss away the marks of shame,
The shame for me that He had borne.

"O let me bear Thy cross, dear Lord," I cried,
And lo, a cross for me appeared,
The one, forgotten, I had cast aside,
The one, so long, that I had feared.

My cross I'll carry till the crown appears,
The way I journey soon shall end
Where God, Himself, shall wipe away all tears,
And friend hold fellowship with friend.

Chorus:
"Take up thy cross and follow Me,"
I hear the blessed Saviour call:
How can I make a lesser sacrifice,
When Jesus gave His all?