The Cross

BENEATH THE CROSS OF JESUS

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.

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 stricken heart with tears
Two wonders I confess:
The wonders of redeeming love
And my unworthiness.

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.

WORDS: Elizabeth C. Clephane, 1868
MUSIC: Frederick C. Maker

For the message of the cross
is foolishness to those who are perishing,
but to us who are being saved
it is the power of God.
(I Corinthians 1:18)

May I never boast
except in the cross of our Lord Jesus Christ,
through which the world has been crucified to me,
and I to the world.
(Galatians 6:14)

He forgave us all our sins,
having canceled the written code, with its regulations,
that was against us and that stood opposed to us;
He took it away, nailing it to the cross.
And having disarmed the powers and authorities,
He made a public spectacle of them,
triumphing over them by the cross.
(Colossians 2:14-15)

Let us fix our eyes on Jesus,
the author and perfecter of our faith,
who for the joy set before Him
endured the cross, scorning its shame,
and sat down at the right hand of the throne of God.
(Hebrews 12:2)