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.