"When I Survey the Wondrous Cross"
When I survey the wondrous cross
One which the Prince of glory died,
My richest gain I count but loss,
And pour contempt on all my pride.
"The Old Rugged Cross"
On a hill far away stood an old rugged cross,
The emblem of suffering and shame;
And I love that old cross where the dearest and best
For a world of lost sinners was slain.
So I'll cherish the old rugged cross,
Till my trophies at last I lay down;
I will cling to the old rugged cross,
And exchange it some day for a crown.
"Were You There?"
Were you there when they crucified my Lord?
Were you there when they crucified my Lord?
Some times it causes me to tremble, tremble, tremble.
Were you there when they crucified my Lord?
"Near the Cross"
Jesus, keep me near the cross-
There a precious fountain,
Free to all, a healing storm
Flows from Calvary's mountain.
In the cross, in the cross
Ne my glory ever,
Till my raptured soul shall find
Rest, beyond the river.
"At the Cross"
Alas! and did my Savior bleed?
And did my Sovereign die?
Would He devote that sacred head
For such a worm as I?
At the cross, at the cross where I first saw the light,
And the burden of my heart rolled away-
It was there by faith I received my sight,
And now I am happy all the day.
