I fain would take my stand
The shadow of a mighty rock
Within a weary land.
A home within the wilderness,
A rest upon the way,
From the burning of the noontide heat,
And the burden of the day.
Upon that cross of Jesus
Mine eyes at times can see
The very dying form of One
Who suffered there for me.
And from my stricken
heart with tears,
Two wonders I confess,
The wonders of redeeming love
And my unworthiness.
Beneath the cross I tremble,
So chastened by His pain for the blood He shed,
For all my sins has purified the stain.
From the darkness,
Mercy's light breaks forth across the sky.
I rise to stand before His cross and lift my hands and cry.
I gladly take, O cross, thy shadow
For my abiding place.
I ask no other sunshine than
The sunshine of His face.
Content to let the world go by,
To know no gain nor loss.
My sinful self my only shame,
My glory all the cross.
By Elizabeth C Clephane. Additional verse
by Deborah Craig-Claar
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