Colossians 1: While every true disciple shares

While every true disciple shares
The cross on which his Saviour bled,
The members all His cup partake,
And daily die for Jesu's sake.
My calling now I clearly see,
And from the stock of sacred pains
Accept the' allotted misery,
The blessing which for me remains,
Hated, reviled, afflicted live,
And with the Man of sorrows grieve.

Whate'er the members must endure,
Resign'd through life I undergo,
Not grace or pardon to procure,
But Jesu's patient mind to show,
And, all His saving virtue prove,
Through sufferings perfected in love.

As favours from my kindest Lord,
My deaths I joyfully sustain,
Indulged to' enhance my great reward,
When coming with His saints to reign,
I see, I meet the Crucified,
I sit triumphant at His side!