TO-DAY. to-morrow, evermore,

Through cheerless nights without a star,

 Not asking whither or how far,

Rejoicing though the way be sore,

Take up thy cross

And follow Me.

I cannot promise wealth or ease,

Fame, pleasure, length of days, esteem—

These things are vainer than they seem—

If thou canst turn from all of these,

Take up thy cross

And follow Me!

 I promise only perfect peace,

Sweet peace that lives through years of strife;

Eternal love, immortal life,

And rest when all these wanderings cease.

Take up thy cross And follow Me!

 My yoke is easy—put it on;

My burden very light to bear.

Who shareth this, My crown shall share—

The present cross insures the crown.

Take up thy cross

And follow Me!

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