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What tho' our backs are bending
at times beneath the load,
When oft the cross
is heavy that we bear,
This thought should bring us
comfort upon life's weary road,
There'll be no cross
to carry over there.
There'll be no cross
to carry over there,
Not a burden,
not a sorrow,
not a care;
Tho' here we faint and falter
and bend beneath the load,
There will be no cross
to carry over there.
Perhaps a cross of sorrow
has almost weighed us down,
When skies are filled
with clouds of dark despair,
'Tis then we hear Faith whisper,
"Beyond the Cross the Crown,
There'll be no cross
to carry over there."
There'll be no cross
to carry over there,
Not a burden,
not a sorrow,
not a care;
Tho' here we faint and falter
and bend beneath the load,
There will be no cross
to carry over there.
If we would reign with Jesus
above yon starry dome,
His cross while on
our journey we must share,
But O, the joy of finding
when we are safe at home,
There'll be no cross
to carry over there.
There'll be no cross
to carry over there,
Not a burden,
not a sorrow,
not a care;
Tho' here we faint and falter
and bend beneath the load,
There will be no cross
to carry over there.
So we will bear for Jesus
His cross along life's way,
Until we reach those mansions
bright and fair,
Then we'll sing hallelujah,
because for endless days
There'll be no cross
to carry over there.
There'll be no cross
to carry over there,
Not a burden,
not a sorrow,
not a care;
Tho' here we faint and falter
and bend beneath the load,
There will be no cross
to carry over there.
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