Beneath the cross of Jesus (Frederick Charles Maker)

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  • (Posted 2022-08-30)  CPDL #70610:       
Editor: Andrew Sims (submitted 2022-08-30).   Score information: A4, 1 page, 62 kB   Copyright: CPDL
Edition notes: The hymn with four-part harmony and underlaid words in the version published in The Hymnal 1982.
  • (Posted 2022-08-30)  CPDL #70609:       
Editor: Andrew Sims (submitted 2022-08-30).   Score information: A4, 1 page, 178 kB   Copyright: CPDL
Edition notes: The hymn in the version published in The Hymnal 1982, melody with words.

General Information

Title: Beneath the cross of Jesus
Composer: Frederick Charles Maker
Tune: St Christopher
Lyricist: Elizabeth Cecilia Clephane
Number of voices: 4vv   Voicing: SATB
Genre: SacredHymn   Meter: 76. 86. 86. 86

Language: English
Instruments: A cappella or keyboard

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Original text and translations

English.png English text

Beneath the cross of Jesus
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 the cross of Jesus
mine eyes at times can see
the very dying form of one
who suffered there for me;
and from my smitten heart with tears
two wonders I confess:
the wonders of redeeming love
and my unworthiness.

I take, O cross, thy shadow
for my abiding place;
I ask no other sunshine than
the sunshine of his face;
content to let my pride go by,
to know no gain nor loss,
my sinful self my only shame,
my glory all the cross.

English.png English text

Beneath the cross of Jesus
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.

O safe and happy shelter!
O refuge tried and sweet!
O trysting-place where heaven’s love
and heaven’s justice meet!
As to the holy patriarch
that wondrous dream was given,
So seems my Saviour’s cross to me
a ladder up to heaven.

There lies, beneath its shadow
but on the farther side,
The darkness of an awful grave
that gapes both deep and wide:
And there between us stands the cross,
two arms outstretched to save,
Like a watchman set to guard the way
from that eternal grave.

Upon that cross of Jesus,
mine eye 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 his glorious love,
and my own worthlessness.

I 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!

Christian Hymns 1985, nr 536