Bear the Cross

When the sha­dows ga­ther

And the way is dark and drear

And the cross too hea­vy

For my fee­ble strength to bear

How my heart re­joic­es

When the Mas­ter speaks to me

Fear not

bur­dened soul

For I will com­fort thee.

Bear the cross

for sure­ly I am with thee;

I will aid thee all the wea­ry way;

No temp­ta­tion e’er can ov­er­come thee

Grace I give suf­fi­cient

Only watch and pray.

When I think of all He suf­fered

There on Cal­va­ry

From the curse of sin

To set my bur­dened spir­it free

Then the clouds and dark­ness

From my soul are borne away

And again

I hear my Sav­ior soft­ly say

Oh

’tis sweet to trust Him

And to know that He is near;

Day by day He walks with me

My faint­ing heart to cheer;

In the Fa­ther’s king­dom

There’s a place pre­pared for me

Where with Him in glo­ry I shall ev­er be.