If anyone would come after Me, he must deny himself and take up his cross and follow Me.@Matthew 16:24

A. C. Mar­tin, in His Voice of Love, ed­it­ed by James D. Vaug­han (Law­rence­burg, Ten­nes­see: James D. Vaugh­an, 1924), num­ber 83, alt.

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On that cold and bitter plain,
Our dear Savior there was slain;
Made to bear a cross of sin,
For a world of thankless men.

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O dear friends, it was for you,
All this suff’ring He passed thru;
Has affection from you flown?
Must He bear the cross alone?

Oh, they nailed Him to the tree,
Cursed Him in His agony;
And the moment that He died,
They did pierce His blessèd side.

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Then the sun no longer shone,
And the hoary hills did moan;
While the day that was so bright,
Slowly turned to darkest night.

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Friends then laid Him in the tomb,
Midst the evening’s gathering gloom;
In the night’s lone silence gray,
Angels rolled the stone away.

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