all the world go free?

1. Must Je-sus bear the cross a lone, And No, there's a cross for 2. How happy are the saints a-bove, Who once went sorrowing here! But now they taste un 3. The con-se-crated cross I'll bear, Till death shall set me free; And then go home my

1. A glo-ry gilds the

sacred page, Ma-jes - tic, like the sun; 2. The hand that gave it, still sup-plies The gracious light and heat; 3. Let ev-er-lasting thanks be Thine, For such a bright dis-play,

It gives a light to
Its truths up- on the
As makes a world of

shall share;

you go;

nor woe my lot sing, ye heirs of glory, Shout your triumph as

2. Pain and 3. Sing, oh

Christian's home in glo ry, There
sick-ness ne'er shall en

ter, Grief

Who would not seek the hap - py land Where they that loved, are blest? We long to be where Je sus is, To feel, and

see Him near.