Beneath the Cross

Beneath the cross of Jesus

I find a place to stand

And wonder at such mercy

That calls me as I am;

For hands that should discard me

Hold wounds which tell me, "Come."

Beneath the cross of Jesus

My unworthy soul is won

Beneath the cross of Jesus

His family is my own

Once strangers chasing selfish dreams

Now one through grace alone

How could I now dishonor

The ones that You have loved?

Beneath the cross of Jesus

See the children called by God

Beneath the cross of Jesus

The path before the crown

We follow in His footsteps

Where promised hope is found

How great the joy before us

To be His perfect bride;

Beneath the cross of Jesus

We will gladly live our lives