Verse 1
How happy, Lord, are we
Repuls’d and scorn’d with Thee!
Charg’d with thy reproach and shame,
Glad the trial we abide:
Let them still cast out our name,
Treat us like the Crucified!
Verse 2
Who suffer for thy sake
We shall thy joy partake,
Sure as now thy cross we bear,
Till with life we lay it down,
We shall all thy glories share,
Sit exalted on thy throne.