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.

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!