I saw the cross of Jesus

When burdened with my sin;

I sought the cross of Jesus

To give me peace within;

I brought my soul to Jesus;

He cleansed it in his blood;

And in the cross of Jesus

I found my peace with God.

2 I love the cross of Jesus—

It tells what I am;

A vile and guilty creature,

Saved only through the Lamb.

No righteousness, no merit,

No beauty can I plead;

Yet in the cross I glory,

My title there I read.

3 I clasp the cross of Jesus

In every trying hour,

My sure and certain refuge,

My never-failing tower.

In every fear and conflict,

I more than conqueror am;

Living I’m safe, or dying,

Through Christ the risen Lamb.

4 Sweet is the cross of Jesus!

There let my weary heart

Still rest in peace and safety

Till life itself depart;

And then in strains of glory

I’ll sing thy wondrous power,

Where sin can never enter,

And death is known no more.