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 eyes 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 His glorious love
 And my unworthiness.
 His glorious 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.
 My sinful self my only shame,
 My glory all the cross.