1 In the cross of Christ I glory,
Tow'ring 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, 1792-1872|
|Scripture:||Galatians 6:14; Galatians 2:20|
|Topic:||Holy Cross Day|
|Composer:||Ithamar Conkey, 1815-67|
|Source:||Service Book and Hymnal, 1958 (Setting)|