I Walked One Day

I walked one day along a country road, And there a Stranger journeyed too, Bent low beneath the burden of His load: It was a cross, a cross I knew.

" O let me bear Thy cross, dear Lord," I cried, And, lo, a cross for me appeared, The one forgotten I had cast aside, The one, so long, that I had feared,

My cross I'll carry till the crown appears, The way I journey soon will end, Where God Himself shall wipe away all tears, And friend hold fellowship with friend.

" Take up thy cross and follow Me," I hear the blessed Saviour call; How can I make a lesser sacrifice, When Jesus gave His all?