Near The Cross

Jesus, keep me near the cross, there
a precious fountain Free to all, a healing stream,
flows from Calvary’s mountain.

In the cross, in the cross,
be my glory ever; till my raptured soul
shall find rest beyond the river.

Near the cross, a trembling soul, love
and mercy found me; there the Bright
and Morning Star sheds its beams around me.

Near the cross, O Lamb of God, bring its
scenes before me; help me walk from
day to day, with its shadows over me.

Near the cross I’ll watch and wait, hoping,
trusting ever, till I reach the golden strand,
just beyond the river.

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