Jesus, I My Cross Have Taken

{title: Jesus, I My Cross Have Taken}

{c: Intro / Interlude}
[D][ ][G][ ][|][ ][D][ ][Dsus][ ][D][ ][|][ ][A][ ][|][ ][(2x)]

[D]Jesus, [F#m]I my [G]cross have [D]taken, [D]all to [F#m]leave and [G]follow [A]Thee.
[D]Desti[F#m]tute, des[G]pised, for[D]saken, [D]Thou from [F#m]hence my [G]all shall [D]be. [A]
[Bm] Perish every [G]fond am[D]bition[A], [Bm] all I've sought or [G]hoped or [D]known. [A]
[Bm] Yet how rich is [G]my con[D]dition! [Em]God and [D/F#]Heaven are [G]still [A]mine [D]own.

[D]Let the [F#m]world de[G]spise and [D]leave me, [D]they have [F#m]left my [G]Savior, [A]too.
[D]Human [F#m]hearts and [G]looks de[D]ceive me; [D]Thou art [F#m]not, like [G]them, un[D]true. [A]
[Bm] O while Thou shalt [G]smile u[D]pon me[A], [Bm] God of wisdom, [G]love and [D]might,
[Bm]Foes may hate and [G]friends dis[D]own me, [Em]show Thy [D/F#]face and [G]all [A]is [D]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 smile is thine;
Think that Jesus died to win thee, child of heaven, canst thou repine?

Haste then on from grace to glory, armed by faith, and winged by prayer,
Heaven's eternal day's before thee, God's own hand shall guide us there.
Soon shall cease thy earthly mission, soon shall pass thy pilgrim days;
Hope soon change to glad fruition, faith to sight, and prayer to praise.