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You walked alone, the cross's narrow way; Gethsemane—there we went our ways. The Shepherd, lone, sheepless, staggers on, In dark and cold, embers nearly gone. |
| Though men's hands seized forcibly, Men spat, cursed, despising Thee, Your face was set firm as flint—and yet, Why could I not Your name confess? |
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Why walk alone the cross's narrow way? Your words of grace, men with curse repay. Instead of sighs, mockery they make; Why did Your God His dear Son forsake? |
| Falling tears I cannot stay; You turned, sadly looked my way. Although I said I would die with You, How faithless is my love for You! |
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Alone, You took the cross's narrow way; On Calv'ry's mount, bore my sins away. By piercéd hands, am I yet constrained? By wounded side's strong embrace contained? |
| That first love, I can't forget; But that foll'wing heart, I left. In love, You gave up Your life for Me; What have I given up for Thee? |
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With You I take the cross's narrow way, The world forsake, soul-life in the grave. "Do you love Me?" "Yes, Lord, I love You!" Nothing I heed, but Your footsteps true. |
| Go away, all earthly bribes! Away, blessings false besides! That long-ago cross's narrow way, Your lovers all should walk today. |
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