Sabbath Psalm 41
(Adapted from John Bowring’s hymn ‘In the Cross of Christ I Glory’)
In the cross of Christ I glory,
Tow’ring o’er the wrecks of time;
All the light of sacred story
Gathers round its beams sublime.
When the woes of life surround me,
Hopes deceive and fears oppress;
Never will the cross forsake me:
In its presence I progress!
When the sun of bliss is beaming
Light and love upon my way
From the cross the radiant streaming
Adds more luster to the day.
Curse and blessing, pain and pleasure,
By the cross are sanctified;
Peace within that knows no measure;
Hope that through all things abides.