1 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.

2 How happy now the saints of God,
Who once went sorrowing here;
They rest I joy, life's crown is theirs,
They know no pain nor tear.

3 They trod the path the Saviour trod,
They bore the cross He bore;
And none may look to wear the crown
Without the cross before.

4 Then help me, Lord, my cross to bear,
Till death shall set me free,
And so at last obtain my crown,
For there's a crown for me.

Amen.