Shall I Really Be Called

Shall I really be called to bear
The cross of toil and labour?
To spread the gospel far and near?
To proclaim it with fervour?
Then I will bear the cross gladly,
Since Jesus would do the same for me.

Shall I really be called to drink
The cup of persecution?
To love God, though earthly gain shrinks?
To serve in worse conditions?
Then I will drink the cup gladly,
Since Jesus would do the same for me.

Shall I really be called to sleep
The drearisome sleep of death?
Even till grave the faith to keep?
To lie in sheol unclothed?
Then I would go to sleep calmly,
Since Jesus would come to raise me.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2021

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