1. Be- neath the cross of Je- sus I fain would take my stand, The sha- dow of a might- y rock with- in a wear- y land; A home with- in the wild- er- ness, a rest u- pon the way, From the burn- ing of the noon- tide heat, and the bur- den of the day.

2. O safe and happ- y shel- ter, O re- fuge tried and sweet, O tryst- ing place where Hea- ven's love and Hea- ven's jus- tice meet! As to the ho- ly pa- tri- arch that won- drous dream was giv'n, So seems my Sa- vior's cross to me, a lad- der up to heav'n.

3. There lies be- neath its sha- dow but on the fur- ther side The dark- ness of an aw- ful grave that gapes both deep and wide And there be- tween us stands the cross two arms out- stretched to save A watch- man set to guard the way from that e- ter- nal grave.

4. U- pon that cross of Je- sus mine eye at times can see The ver- y dy- ing form of One Who suf- fered there for me; And from my strick- en heart with tears two won- ders I con- fess; The won- ders of re- deem- ing love and my un- worth- i- ness.

5. I take, O cross, thy sha- dow for my a- bid- ing place; I ask no o- ther sun- shine than the sun- shine of His face; Con- tent to let the world go by to know no gain or loss, My sin- ful self my on- ly shame, my glor- y all the cross.