And all the world go free ?
No, there's a cross for every one,
And there's a cross for me.
2 The consecrated cross I'll bear,
Till death shall set me free :
And then go home my crown to wear,
For there's a crown for me.
3 Upon the crystal pavement, down
At Jesus' pierced feet,
With joy I'll cast my golden crown,
And His dear name repeat.
4 O precious cross ! O glorious crown !
O resurrection day !
Ye angels, from the stars come down,
And bear my soul away.