1 

In the cross of Christ I glory,

   Tow'ring o'er the wrecks of time;

All the light of sacred story

   Gather 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.