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.
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.
3 When the sun of bliss is beaming
light and love upon my way,
from the cross the radiance streaming
adds more luster to the day.
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.
|First Line:||In the cross of Christ I glory|
|Title:||In the Cross of Christ I Glory|
|Author:||John Bowring (1825)|
|Topic:||God the Son: Lent; Jesus Christ-Cross|
|Composer:||Ithamar Conkey (1849, alt.)|
|Copyright:||Arr. © 2010 Celebrating Grace, Inc.|