Thou hast said, exalted Jesus,
�Take thy cross and follow Me�;
Shall the word with terror seize us?
Shall we from the burden flee?
Lord, I�ll take it, Lord, I�ll take it,
And rejoicing, follow Thee.

While this liquid tomb surveying,
Emblem of my Savior�s grave,
Shall I shun its brink, betraying
Feelings worthy of a slave?
No, I�ll enter, no, I�ll enter;
Jesus entered Jordan�s wave.

Blest the sign which thus reminds me,
Savior, of Thy love for me;
But more blest the love that binds me
In its deathless bonds to Thee;
Oh, what pleasure, oh, what pleasure,
Buried with my Lord to be!

Fellowship with Him possessing,
Let me die to earth and sin;
Let me rise t�enjoy the blessing
Which the faithful soul shall win;
May I ever, may I ever
Follow where my Lord has been.