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 are the saints above
Who once went sorrowing here!
But now they taste unmingled love
And joy without a tear.

3 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.