Follow Me by Ira Stanphill 1 I traveled down a lonely road And no one seemed to care; The burden on my weary back Had bowed me to despair, I oft complained to Jesus How folks were treating me, And then I heard Him say so tenderly, My feet were also weary, Upon the Calvry road; The cross became so heavy, I fell beneath the load, Be faithful weary pilgrim, The morning I can see, Just lift your cross and follow close to me. 2. I work so hard for Jesus I often boast and say, Ive sacrificed a lot of things To walk the narrow way, I gave up fame and fortune, Im worth a lot to Thee, And then I hear Him gently say to me. I left the throne of glory And counted it but loss, My hands were nailed in anger Upon a cruel cross, But now well make the journey With your hand safe in mine, So lift your cross and follow close to me. 3. Oh, Jesus if I die upon A foreign field some day, Twould be no more than love demands No less could I repay, No greater love hath mortal man Than for a friend to die These are the words He gently spoke to me, If just a cup of water I place within your hand Then just a cup of water Is all that I demand, But if by death to living They can thy glory see, Ill take my cross and follow close to thee.
Posted on: Mon, 24 Mar 2014 15:24:38 +0000
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