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Verse 1

Must Jesus bear the cross alone,
And all the world go free?
No, there’s a cross for every one,
And there’s a cross for me.

Verse 2

The consecrated cross I’ll bear
Till death shall set me free;
And then go home my crown to wear,
For there’s a crown for me.

Verse 3

Upon the crystal pavement, down
At Jesus’ piercèd feet,
Joyful, I’ll cast my golden crown,
And His dear Name repeat.

Verse 4

O precious cross! O glorious crown!
O resurrection day!
Ye angels, from the stars come down,
And bear my soul away.

Verse 1

O Christ, our King, Creator, Lord,
Saviour of all who trust Thy word,
To them who seek Thee ever near,
Now to our praises bend Thine ear.

Verse 2

In Thy dear cross a grace is found—
It flows from every streaming wound—
Whose power our inbred sin controls,
Breaks the firm bond, and frees our souls.

Verse 3

Thou didst create the stars of night;
Yet Thou hast veiled in flesh Thy light,
Hast deigned a mortal form to wear,
A mortal’s painful lot to bear.

Verse 4

When Thou didst hang upon the tree,
The quaking earth acknowledged Thee;
When Thou didst there yield up Thy breath,
The world grew dark as shades of death.

Verse 5

Now in the Father’s glory high,
Great Conqueror, never more to die,
Us by Thy mighty power defend,
And reign through ages without end.

Verse 1

There is a fountain filled with blood,
Drawn from Immanuel’s veins,
And sinners plunged beneath that flood,
Lose all their guilty stains.

Refrain

Oh, glorious fountain!
Here will I stay,
And in thee ever
Wash my sins away.

Verse 2

The dying thief rejoiced to see,
That fountain in his day,
And there may I, though vile as he,
Wash all my sins away.

Verse 3

Thou dying Lamb, thy precious blood,
Shall never lose its power,
Till all the ransomed church of God,
Are saved to sin no more.

Verse 4

E’er since by faith I saw the stream
Thy flowing wounds supply,
Redeeming love has been my theme,
And shall be till I die.

Verse 5

And when this feeble, faltering tongue
Lies silent in the grave,
Then in a nobler, sweeter song,
I’ll sing thy power to save.

Verse 1

When wounded sore, the stricken soul
Lies bleeding and unbound:
One hand alone, a pierced hand,
Can heal the sinner’s wound.

Verse 2

When sorrow swells the laden breast,
And tears of anguish flow,
One heart alone, a broken heart,
Can feel the sinner’s woe.

Verse 3

’Tis Jesus’ blood that washes white,
His hand, that brings relief;
His heart, that’s touched with all our joys,
And feeleth for our grief.

Verse 4

Lift up thy bleeding hand, O Lord!
Unseal that cleansing tide;
We have no shelter from our sin,
But in thy wounded side.

Verse 1

Salvation! oh, the joyful sound!
What pleasure to our ears;
A sovereign balm for every wound,
A cordial for our fears.

Verse 2

Salvation! let the echo fly
The spacious earth around,
While all the armies of the sky
Conspire to raise the sound.

Verse 3

Salvation! O thou bleeding Lamb!
To Thee the praise belongs:
Salvation shall inspire our hearts,
And dwell upon our tongues.

Verse 1

How, vast, how full, how free,
The mercy of our God!
Proclaim the blessed news around,
And spread it all abroad.

Refrain

I’m glad salvation’s free!
I’m glad salvation’s free!
Salvation’s free for you and me,
I’m glad salvation’s free!

Verse 2

How vast! “whoever will”
May drink at mercy’s stream,
And know that faith in Jesus brings
Salvation now to him.

Verse 3

How full! it doth remove
The stain of every sin;
And makes the soul as white and pure,
As though no sin had been.

Verse 4

Poor trembling sinner, come!
God waits to comfort thee,
Come, cast thyself upon his love,
So vast, so full, so free.

Verse 1

Not all the blood of beasts,
On Jewish altars slain,
Could give the guilty conscience peace,
Or wash away the stain.

Verse 2

But Christ, the heavenly Lamb,
Takes all our sins away;
A sacrifice of nobler name,
And richer blood than they.

Verse 3

My faith would lay her hand
On that dear head of Thine,
While like a penitent I stand,
And there confess my sin.

Verse 4

My soul looks back to see
The burden thou didst bear;
While hanging on the cursed tree,
And knows her guilt was there.

Verse 1

We have heard the joyful sound,
Jesus saves, Jesus saves!
Spread the tidings all around,
Jesus saves, Jesus saves!
Bear the news to ev’ry land,
Climb the steeps and cross the waves;
Onward! ’tis our Lord’s command;
Jesus saves, Jesus saves!

Verse 2

Waft it on the rolling tide,
Jesus saves, Jesus saves!
Tell to sinners far and wide,
Jesus saves, Jesus saves!
Sing, ye islands of the sea,
Echo back, ye ocean caves;
Earth shall keep her jubilee;
Jesus saves, Jesus saves!

Verse 3

Sing above the battle strife,
Jesus saves, Jesus saves!
By his death and endless life,
Jesus saves, Jesus saves!
Sing it softly thro’ the gloom,
When the heart for mercy craves;
Sing in triumph o’er the tomb,
Jesus saves, Jesus saves!

Verse 4

Give the winds a mighty voice,
Jesus saves, Jesus saves!
Let the nations now rejoice,
Jesus saves, Jesus saves!
Shout salvation full and free,
Highest hills and deepest caves;
This our song of victory,
Jesus saves, Jesus saves!

Verse 1

Like Noah’s weary dove
That soared the earth around,
But not a resting place above
The cheerless waters found,

Verse 2

Oh, cease, my wandering soul,
On restless wing to roam;
All the wide world, to either pole,
Has not for thee a home.

Verse 3

Behold the ark of God,
Behold the open door;
Hasten to gain that dear abode,
And rove, my soul, no more.

Verse 4

There safe thou shalt abide,
There sweet shall be thy rest,
And every longing satisfied,
With full salvation blessed.

Verse 1

Sinners Jesus will receive;
Sound this word of grace to all
Who the heavenly pathway leave,
All who linger, all who fall.

Refrain

Sing it o’er and o’er again;
Christ receiveth sinful men,
Make the message clear and plain:
Christ receiveth sinful men.

Verse 2

Come, and he will give you rest;
Trust him for his word is plain;
He will take the sinfulest;
Christ receiveth sinful men.

Verse 3

Now my heart condemns me not,
Pure before the law I stand;
He who cleansed me from all spot,
Satisfied its last demand.

Verse 4

Christ receiveth sinful men,
Even me with all my sin;
Purged from every spot and stain,
Heaven with him I’ll enter in.

Verse 1

Depth of mercy! can there be
Mercy still reserved for me?
Can my God his wrath forbear?
Me, the chief of sinners, spare?

Refrain

God is love; I know, I feel;
Jesus weeps and loves me still;
Jesus weeps and loves me still.

Verse 2

I have long withstood his grace,
Long provoked him to his face;
Would not hearken to his calls;
Grieved him by a thousand falls.

Verse 3

There for me the Savior stands;
Shows his wounds and spreads his hands;
God is love; I know, I feel;
Jesus weeps, and loves me still.

Verse 4

Now incline me to repent;
Let me now my fall lament;
Now my foul revolt deplore;
Weep, believe, and sin no more.

Verse 1

Blow ye the trumpet, blow!
The gladly solemn sound,
Let all the nations know,
To earth’s remotest bound,
The year of jubilee is come,
Return, ye ransomed sinners, home.

Verse 2

Jesus, our great High Priest,
Hath full atonement made:
Ye weary spirits! rest,
Ye mournful souls! be glad;
The year of jubilee is come;
Return, ye ransomed sinners! home.

Verse 3

Extol the Lamb of God,--
The all-atoning Lamb;
Redemption in his blood,
Throughout the world, proclaim;
The year of jubilee is come;
Return, ye ransomed sinners! home.

Verse 4

Ye, who have sold for naught
Your heritage above!
Shall have it back unbought,
The gift of Jesus’ love;
The year of jubilee is come;
Return, ye ransomed sinners! home.

Verse 1

Thou say’st, “Take up thy cross, O man, and follow Me:”
The night is black, the feet are slack,
Yet we would follow Thee.

Verse 2

But, O dear Lord, we cry,
That we Thy face could see!
Thy blessed face one moment’s space—
Then might we follow Thee!

Verse 3

Dim tracts of time divide
Those golden days from me;
Thy voice comes strange o’er years of change;
How can I follow Thee?

Verse 4

Comes faint and far Thy voice
From vales of Galilee;
Thy vision fades in ancient shades;
How should we follow Thee?

Verse 5

O heavy cross—of faith
In what we cannot see!
As once of yore Thyself restore,
And help to follow Thee.

Verse 6

If not as once Thou cam’st
In true humanity,
Come yet as Guest within the breast
That burns to follow Thee.

Verse 7

Within our heart of hearts
In nearest nearness be:
Set up Thy throne within Thine own:
Go, Lord: we follow Thee.

Verse 1

Arise, my soul, arise,
Shake off thy guilty fears;
The bleeding sacrifice
In my behalf appears;
Before the throne my Surety stands,
My name is written on his hands.

Verse 2

He ever lives above,
For me to intercede;
His all-redeeming love,
His precious blood to plead;
His blood atoned for all our race,
And sprinkles now the throne of grace.

Verse 3

Five bleeding wounds he bears,
Received on Calvary;
They pour effectual prayers,
They strongly speak for me;
Forgive him, O forgive, they cry,
Nor let that ransomed sinner die.

Verse 4

The Father hears him pray,
His dear Anointed One;
He cannot turn away
The presence of his Son;
His Spirit answers to the blood,
And tells me I am born of God.

Verse 5

My God is reconciled,
His pard’ning voice I hear,
He owns me for his child,
I can no longer fear;
With confidence I now draw nigh,
And Father, Abba, Father, cry.

Verse 1

I hear the Savior say,
Thy strength indeed is small;
Child of weakness, watch and pray,
Find in me thine all in all.

Refrain

Jesus paid it all,
All to him I owe;
Sin had left a crimson stain,
He washed it white as snow.

Verse 2

Lord, now indeed I find
Thy power, and thine alone,
Can change the leper’s spots,
And melt the heart of stone.

Verse 3

For nothing good have I
Whereby thy grace to claim--
I’ll wash my garment white
In the blood of Calvary’s Lamb.

Verse 4

When from my dying bed
My ransomed soul shall rise,
Then “Jesus paid it all”
Shall rend the vaulted skies.

Verse 5

And when before the throne
I stand in him complete,
I’ll lay my trophies down,
All down at Jesus’ feet.

Verse 1

Come to the blood-stained tree;
The Victim bleeding lies;
God sets the sinner free,
Since Christ, a ransom, dies.

Verse 2

The Spirit will apply
His blood to cleanse thy stain;
Oh, burdened soul, draw nigh,
For none can come in vain!

Verse 3

Dark though thy guilt appear,
And deep its crimson stain,
There’s boundless mercy here,
Oh, do not still disdain.

Verse 4

Look not within for peace,
Within, there’s nought to cheer;
Look up, and find release
From sin, and self, and fear.

Verse 1

Christ has for sin atonement made,
What a wonderful Savior!
We are redeem’d, the price is paid,
What a wonderful Savior!

Refrain

What a wonderful Savior is Jesus, my Jesus!
What a wonderful Savior is Jesus, my Lord!

Verse 2

I praise him for the cleansing blood,
What a wonderful Savior!
That reconciled my soul to God,
What a wonderful Savior!

Verse 3

He cleansed my heart from all its sin,
What a wonderful Savior!
And now he reigns and rules therein,
What a wonderful Savior!

Verse 4

He walks beside me in the way,
What a wonderful Savior!
And keeps me faithful day by day,
What a wonderful Savior!

Verse 5

He gives me overcoming power,
What a wonderful Savior!
And triumph in each conflict hour,
What a wonderful Savior!

Verse 6

To him I’ve given all my heart,
What a wonderful Savior!
The world shall never share a part,
What a wonderful Savior!

Verse 1

’Tis grace, ’tis grace, ’tis wonderful grace,
This great salvation brings;
The soul, delivered of its load,
In sweetest rapture sings.

Refrain

’Tis grace, ’tis grace,
Wonderful, wonderful, wonderful grace,
’Tis grace, ’tis grace,
Flowing still freely for me.

Verse 2

’Tis grace, ’tis grace, ’tis wonderful grace,
Which saves the soul from sin,
The power of rising evil days,
And reigns supreme within.

Verse 3

’Tis grace, ’tis grace, ’tis wonderful grace;
Its streams are full and free;
Are flowing now for all the race,
They even flow to me.

Verse 1

Jesus, my Savior, to Bethlehem came,
Born in a manger to sorrow and shame;
Oh, it was wonderful, blest be his name,
Seeking for me, for me.

Verse 2

Jesus, my Savior, on Calvary’s tree
Paid the great debt, and my soul he set free;
Oh, it was wonderful, how could it be?
Dying for me, for me.

Verse 3

Jesus, my Savior, the same as of old,
While I did wander afar from the fold,
Gently and long he hath plead with my soul,
Calling for me, for me.

Verse 4

Jesus, my Savior, shall come from on high;
Sweet is the promise as weary years fly;
Oh, I shall see him descending the sky,
Coming for me, for me.

Verse 1

Lord, as to Thy dear cross we flee,
And plead to be forgiven,
So let Thy life our pattern be,
And form our souls for heaven.

Verse 2

Help us, through good report and ill,
Our daily cross to bear;
Like Thee, to do our Father’s will,
Our brethren’s griefs to share.

Verse 3

Let grace our selfishness expel,
Our earthliness refine;
And kindness in our bosoms dwell,
As free and true as Thine.

Verse 4

If joy shall at Thy bidding fly,
And grief’s dark day come on,
We, in our turn, would meekly cry,
“Father, Thy will be done.”

Verse 5

Should friends misjudge, or foes defame,
Or brethren faithless prove,
Then, like Thine own, be all our aim
To conquer them by love.

Verse 6

Kept peaceful in the midst of strife,
Forgiving and forgiven,
O may we lead the pilgrim’s life,
And follow Thee to heaven.

Verse 1

Throned upon the awful tree,
King of grief, I watch with Thee:
Darkness veils Thine anguished face,
None its lines of woe can trace,
None can tell what pangs unknown
Hold Thee silent and alone.

Verse 2

Silent through those three dread hours,
Wrestling with the evil powers,
Left alone with human sin,
Gloom around Thee and within,
Till the appointed time is nigh,
Till the Lamb of God may die.

Verse 3

Hark that cry that peals aloud
Upward through the whelming cloud!
Thou, the Father’s only Son,
Thou, His own Anointed One,
Thou dost ask Him—can it be?
”Why hast Thou forsaken Me?”

Verse 4

Lord, should fear and anguish roll
Darkly o’er my sinful soul,
Thou, who once wast thus bereft
That Thine own might ne’er be left—
Teach me by that bitter cry
In the gloom to know Thee nigh.

Verse 1

Sweet the moments, rich in blessing,
Which before the cross I spend;
Life and health and peace possessing
From the sinner’s dying Friend.

Verse 2

Here I’ll sit, for ever viewing
Mercy’s streams in streams of blood;
Precious drops, my soul bedewing,
Plead and claim my peace with God.

Verse 3

Truly blessed is this station,
Low before His cross to lie,
While I see Divine compassion
Pleading in His languid eye.

Verse 4

Love and grief my heart dividing,
With my tears His feet I’ll bathe;
Constant still in faith abiding,
Life deriving from His death.

Verse 1

Weep not for Him who onward bears
His cross to Calvary;
He does not ask man’s pitying tears,
Who wills for man to die.

Verse 2

The awful sorrow of His face,
The bowing of His frame,
Come not from torture or disgrace;
He fears not cross or shame.

Verse 3

There is a deeper pang of grief,
An agony unknown,
In which His love finds no relief;
He bears it all alone.

Verse 4

He thinks of all for whom His life
Of lowliness and pain,
And weariness and care and strife,
Will be, alas, in vain.

Verse 5

He sees the souls for whom He dies
Yet clinging to their sin,
And heirs of mansions in the skies
Who will not enter in.

Verse 6

Ah! this, my Saviour, was the shame
That bowed Thy head so low;
These were the wounds that racked Thy frame,
And made Thy tears to flow.

Verse 7

O may I in Thy sorrow share,
And mourn that sins of mine
Should ever wound with grief or care
That loving heart of Thine.

Verse 1

When I survey the wondrous cross
On which the Prince of glory died,
My richest gain I count but loss,
And pour contempt on all my pride.

Verse 2

Forbid it, Lord, that I should boast,
Save in the death of Christ my God:
All the vain things that charm me most,
I sacrifice them to His blood.

Verse 3

See, from His head, His hands, His feet,
Sorrow and love flow mingled down:
Did e’er such love and sorrow meet,
Or thorns compose so rich a crown?

Verse 4

Were the whole realm of nature mine,
That were a present far too small;
Love so amazing, so Divine,
Demands my soul, my life, my all.

Verse 1

In the cross of Christ I glory,
Towering o’er the wrecks of time;
All the light of sacred story
Gathers round its head sublime.

Verse 2

When the woes of life o’ertake me,
Hopes deceive, and fears annoy,
Never shall the cross forsake me:
Lo! it glows with peace and joy.

Verse 3

When the sun of bliss is beaming
Light and love upon my way,
From the cross the radiance streaming
Adds more lustre to the day.

Verse 4

Bane and blessing, pain and pleasure,
By the cross are sanctified;
Peace is there that knows no measure,
Joys that through all time abide.

Verse 5

In the cross of Christ I glory,
Towering o’er the wrecks of time;
All the light of sacred story
Gathers round its head sublime.

Verse 1

Hark! the voice of love and mercy
Sounds aloud from Calvary;
See, it rends the rocks asunder,
Shakes the earth, and veils the sky:
“It is finished!”
Hear the dying Saviour cry.

Verse 2

“It is finished!”—O what pleasure
Do these precious words afford;
Heavenly blessings, without measure,
Flow to us from Christ the Lord:
“It is finished!”
Saints, the dying words record.

Verse 3

Finished all the types and shadows
Of the ceremonial law;
Finished all that God had promised:
Death and hell no more shall awe:
“It is finished!”
Saints, from hence your comfort draw.

Verse 4

Tune your harps anew, ye seraphs,
Join to sing the pleasing theme;
All in earth, and all in heaven,
Join to praise Emmanuel’s Name:
Alleluia!
Glory to the bleeding Lamb.

Verse 1

Jesus, in Thy dying woes,
Even while Thy life-blood flows,
Craving pardon for Thy foes:
Hear us, Holy Jesus.

Part I. — “Father, forgive them; for they know not what they do.”

Verse 2

Saviour, for our pardon sue,
When our sins Thy pangs renew,
For we know not what we do:
Hear us, Holy Jesus.

Verse 3

O may we, who mercy need,
Be like Thee in heart and deed,
When with wrong our spirits bleed:
Hear us, Holy Jesus.

Part II. — “To-day shalt thou be with Me in Paradise.”

Verse 4

Jesus, pitying the sighs
Of the thief who near Thee dies,
Promising him Paradise:
Hear us, Holy Jesus.

Verse 5

May we in our guilt and shame,
Still Thy love and mercy claim,
Calling humbly on Thy Name:
Hear us, Holy Jesus.

Verse 6

O remember us who pine,
Looking from our cross to Thine;
Cheer our souls with hope Divine:
Hear us, Holy Jesus.

Part III. — “Woman, behold thy Son!” “Behold thy mother!”

Verse 7

Jesus, loving to the end
Her whose heart Thy sorrows rend,
And Thy dearest human friend:
Hear us, Holy Jesus.

Verse 8

May we in Thy sorrows share,
And for Thee all peril dare,
And enjoy Thy tender care:
Hear us, Holy Jesus.

Verse 9

May we all Thy loved ones be,
All one holy family,
Loving for the love of Thee:
Hear us, Holy Jesus.

Part IV. — “My God, My God, why hast Thou forsaken Me?”

Verse 10

Jesus, whelmed in fears unknown,
With our evil left alone,
While no light from heaven is shown:
Hear us, Holy Jesus.

Verse 11

When we vainly seem to pray,
And our hope seems far away,
In the darkness be our Stay:
Hear us, Holy Jesus.

Verse 12

Though no Father seem to hear,
Though no light our spirits cheer,
Tell our faith that God is near:
Hear us, Holy Jesus.

Part V. — “I thirst.”

Verse 13

Jesus, in Thy thirst and pain,
While Thy wounds Thy life-blood drain,
Thirsting more our love to gain:
Hear us, Holy Jesus.

Verse 14

Thirst for us in mercy still;
All Thy holy work fulfil;
Satisfy Thy loving will:
Hear us, Holy Jesus.

Verse 15

May we thirst Thy love to know;
Lead us in our sin and woe
Where the healing waters flow:
Hear us, Holy Jesus.

Part VI. — “It is finished.”

Verse 16

Jesus, all our ransom paid,
All Thy Father’s will obeyed,
By Thy sufferings perfect made:
Hear us, Holy Jesus.

Verse 17

Save us in our soul’s distress,
Be our Help to cheer and bless,
While we grow in holiness:
Hear us, Holy Jesus.

Verse 18

Brighten all our heavenward way
With an ever holier ray,
Till we pass to perfect day:
Hear us, Holy Jesus.

Part VII. — “Father, into Thy hands I commend My spirit.”

Verse 19

Jesus, all Thy labor vast,
All Thy woe and conflict past,
Yielding up Thy soul at last:
Hear us, Holy Jesus.

Verse 20

When the death shades round us lower,
Guard us from the tempter’s power,
Keep us in that trial hour:
Hear us, Holy Jesus.

Verse 21

May Thy life and death supply
Grace to live and grace to die,
Grace to reach the home on high:
Hear us, Holy Jesus.

Verse 1

Jesus, I my cross have taken,
All to leave, and follow Thee;
Destitute, despised, forsaken,
Thou, from hence, my all shalt be:
Perish every fond ambition,
All I’ve sought, or hoped, or known;
Yet how rich is my condition,
God and heaven are still my own.

Verse 2

Man may trouble and distress me,
’Twill but drive me to Thy breast;
Life with trials hard may press me,
Heaven will bring me sweeter rest:
O ’tis not in grief to harm me
While Thy love is left to me;
O ’twere not in joy to charm me,
Were that joy unmixed with Thee.

Verse 3

Take, my soul, thy full salvation,
Rise o’er sin and fear and care;
Joy to find in every station
Something still to do or bear;
Think what Spirit dwells within thee,
What a Father’s smile is thine,
What a Saviour died to win thee:
Child of heaven, shouldst thou repine?

Verse 4

Haste, then, on from grace to glory,
Armed by faith, and winged by prayer;
Heaven’s eternal day’s before thee,
God’s own hand shall guide thee there.
Soon shall close thy earthly mission;
Swift shall pass thy pilgrim days;
Hope soon change to glad fruition,
Faith to sight, and prayer to praise.

Verse 1

We have heard the joyful sound,
Jesus saves, Jesus saves!
Spread the tidings all around,
Jesus saves, Jesus saves!
Bear the news to ev’ry land,
Climb the steeps and cross the waves;
Onward! ’tis our Lord’s command;
Jesus saves, Jesus saves!

Verse 2

Waft it on the rolling tide,
Jesus saves, Jesus saves!
Tell to sinners far and wide,
Jesus saves, Jesus saves!
Sing, ye islands of the sea,
Echo back, ye ocean caves;
Earth shall keep her jubilee;
Jesus saves, Jesus saves!

Verse 3

Sing above the battle strife,
Jesus saves, Jesus saves!
By his death and endless life,
Jesus saves, Jesus saves!
Sing it softly thro’ the gloom,
When the heart for mercy craves;
Sing in triumph o’er the tomb,
Jesus saves, Jesus saves!

Verse 4

Give the winds a mighty voice,
Jesus saves, Jesus saves!
Let the nations now rejoice,
Jesus saves, Jesus saves!
Shout salvation full and free,
Highest hills and deepest caves;
This our song of victory,
Jesus saves, Jesus saves!

Verse 1

Beneath the Cross of Jesus
I fain would take my stand,
The shadow of a mighty Rock
Within a weary land;
A home within the wilderness,
A rest upon the way,
From the burning of the noontide heat,
And the burden of the day.

Verse 2

O safe and happy shelter,
O refuge tried and sweet,
O trysting-place where Heaven’s love
And Heaven’s justice meet!
As to the Holy Patriarch
That wondrous dream was given,
So seems my Saviour’s cross to me,
A ladder up to heaven.

Verse 3

There lies beneath its shadow,
But on the further side,
The darkness of an awful grave
That gapes both deep and wide;
And there between us stands the cross,
Two arms outstretched to save,
Like a watchman set to guard the way
From that eternal grave.

Verse 4

Upon that Cross of Jesus
Mine eye at times can see
The very dying form of One
Who suffered there for me:
And from my smitten heart with tears
Two wonders I confess,—
The wonders of His glorious love
And my own worthlessness.

Verse 5

I take, O Cross, thy shadow
For my abiding place;
I ask no other sunshine
Than the sunshine of His face;
Content to let the world go by,
To know no gain nor loss,
My sinful self, my only shame,
My glory all the Cross.