Must Jesus bear the cross alone,
And all the world go free?
No, there’s a cross for every one,
And there’s a cross for me.
The consecrated cross I’ll bear,
Till death shall set me free,
And then go home my crown to wear,
For there’s a crown for me.
Upon the crystal pavement, down
At Jesus’ Pierced feet,
With joy I’ll cast my golden crown,.
And His dear name repeat.
O precious cross! O glorious crown!
O resurrection day!
Ye angels from the stars come down
And bear my soul away.