
Thank You, for the cross I bear
This yoke, I bend beneath;
The Master’s bond, I gladly share,
So with Him, I may be.
The Carpenter, has fitted me,
The steely yoke, exchanged;
In it’s place, the yoke of ease,
In sharing with His pain.
Though heavy, it may seem to all,
To share His crux akin;
The weight more true, of higher toll:
The yoke of death and sin.
So gladly do I let Him break,
The weight that had me blind;
And with Him, bend and shoulder take,
His yoke, now by His side.
And so His joy, so fills my soul,
And love binds me to bear,
This burdened joy, with zeal to hold,
In Christ’s love, do I share.
By Lisa Lawlor

This lovely song of consecration was written by Edward Henry Joy – an early-day Salvationist born in Canterbury, England in 1871. Later, he was a bandsman at Folkestone Corps before becoming an officer in 1894. He had only one corps appointment – at Tunstall, where he was also responsible for Golden Hill outpost. After this, Joy served in local administrative appointments until 1917, when he was transferred to International Headquarters, as Under Secretary in the Foreign Office. After some international travels, he was appointed to Western Canada as Immigration Secretary, and then Editor-in-Chief. In 1932 he became editor of The War Cryin South Africa. Colonel Joy retired in 1938 and in the following year returned to England, where he died in 1949.







