442 In the cross of Christ I glory

1 In the cross of Christ I glory, towering 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 new 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.

5 In the cross of Christ I glory, towering o’er the wrecks of time; all the light of sacred story gathers round its head sublime.